Thursday, January 17, 2013

I feel like I'm taking crazy pills. No, really.

I have been a wild woman lately.

Not spring-break wild, but get-thee-to-a-mental-institution wild.

Lately, every teeny, tiny thing sets me off. Rocco barks at the neighbor's dog? WORLD CRUMBLES. Something shitty happens at work? CRY BECAUSE I CAN'T HAVE WINE. Husband asked a question I felt he should know the answer to? WHY DON'T YOU LOVE ME? Mailbox key won't work today? PUNCH IT TO SHOW IT HOW MAD YOU ARE! LISA SMASH!

What I'm saying is I'm a mess. I'm sure it's the hormones, but here are the other things contributing to this emotional shitstorm:

  • I'm not on the medication that helps balance me out.
  • I can't take melatonin and I haven't been getting enough sleep.
  • I can't drink myself to my happy place.
  • My deadlines are doubled-up at work.
  • I'm still keeping this pregnancy a secret and lying takes too much brain power.
  • We're looking into buying a condo even though I said I wouldn't.
Stress, upon stress, upon stress.

Will I stop feeling so unstable soon? Or -- dear god -- is this only the beginning?

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