Tuesday, January 10, 2017

Struggling

I’m struggling this morning. Struggling to move. Struggling to find motivation. Struggling not to cry. I’m simply struggling.
            Knowing why I am in this place would be helpful. However, I myself am at a loss as to why I am struggling so terribly this morning. Maybe it is once again the grueling routine of school after a long break or it could be the burden of a messy house and never-ending laundry. Maybe it is just this overwhelming feeling of being alone with a pile of responsibilities I don’t want to face. Whatever it is, I am having a hard time lifting myself up, both physically and mentally.
            I made myself a Chai Tea Latte this morning in the attempt to cheer myself up, this usually does the trick; however, today it was ineffective. I decided to get out of the house for a bit, running errands at Office Depot and Target in order to distract myself, again, ineffective. I even ordered myself a Smoked Butterscotch Latte at Starbucks hoping a double shot would do me good. I came home and did a bit of organizing in Lucy’s room. I fetched the mail (I even received a package I have been anxiously anticipating for a month), opened all the doors to let fresh air in, and cleaned the counter to the best of my ability. I have done a series of small things that usually help to improve my mood. Short of exercising, which I have no desire to do at the moment, I have utilized a variety of coping strategies. Instead I sit here fighting back tears.

            At some point in the next hour I will have to leave to pick up Lily. I dread the hour and a half that exists between Lily getting out of school and Lucy getting out of school. An hour and a half I usually enjoy walking and playing with Lily on the playground. I don’t want to leave the house. I don’t want to exercise, even though I know I need to. I don’t want to do anything but sit on my butt in a state of pure laziness. I even dread this evening’s chaos. Getting dinner, entertaining Lily while Lucy is at aikido, the bedtime routine. It all seems so overwhelming today. Obviously I need a break, but when, and how?

Anxiety's Illusion