Now I lay me down to sleep
It occurs to me,
I am not even close to ready
For this week.
Responsibilities abound,
I accomplished nothing the past days
Piles of laundry overwhelm
A few dishes in my tiny kitchen.
No idea how I can bribe myself
To leave the house in upcoming days
For therapies, for appointments, for any reason at all
There is the dreaded appointment
Where I may finally learn about my chronic staph infection
But I care so very little, even about that
I just want to stay home and maybe sit on my porch,
Light incense and read books and not answer the phone
Avoid all those people out there
Who just want to help
By talking everything to death, over and over
That I’m trying so very hard to pretend doesn’t exist.
You can do it. Have you ever wondered if you just don’t want to do it? And why that would be? I sometimes find myself in that place. No answers, just more questions really.
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Its totally that I don’t want to. Because I don’t want to face reality. I’m sad and anxious and I want to stay in my safe bubble.
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Right there with you right now. 😦
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The ick will eventually get better, at least we know.
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It will. ❤
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*hugs* hope you have chocolate and a duvet in your bubble 🙂
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_((hugs)) how I have missed you! I hope you are well!!
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Yup – I’m well, and on a bit of a roll atm, not sure what exactly changed, but it’s quite a pleasant change so I’m not complaining.. I should be around a bit more often for a while – exams aren’t until December :).
Keep on keeping on 🙂 *hugs*
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Or, as I used to say “STOP THE WORLD. I WANT TO GET OFF!”
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Yes!! Exactly!! Haha!
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Please request access to my blog chica! Had to go private.
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