I hope everyone has an excellent day today, and that you’re doing well!
I need to look at the weather and see if there’s storm weather supposed to happen today, and if it was supposed to start last night, because that might explain last night’s sudden mood drop and this morning’s pain and internal screaming that is wanting to be external screaming. Possibly screaming and tears, but tears are hard to manage.
It’s not that I’m having a bad day, even, I haven’t been awake that long yet (twenty minutes when I started typing this, about an hour by the time I am about to post it). Just. There was the trip, and then I haven’t had enough chance to rest since because I’ve got the medical stuff I’m working on, and I need to get things done for that, and everything’s just wound up in a way that means I haven’t had a chance to actually rest and recover.
I’m glad to start tackling the issues, and possibly getting answers to what the hell is going on and what treatment options are available and what treatment to go with that will help the most. Getting there, though, is stressful and hard and it’s leaving me without the energy to deal well with other things.
Today is supposed to be swimming. Today I’m supposed to be looking forward to getting into the water and being able to move without the same limitations I do when gravity is dragging at my limbs, and all I can do when I think about doing that is feel like bursting into tears (and maybe get my eyelashes damp, because apparently that’s all I’m going to get in the way of tears right now). Because it’s all too much.
Everything’s too much right now.
I want to be able to reach out and ask for help, and right now, I can’t even manage that, because while yes, the sympathy and love are appreciated, right now, they’re overwhelming even in small amounts.
There was a tumblr post with stuff about touch starvation and how it effects things and I know I get practically no physical contact, and even when I reach out for some, I might get a brief hug, but there’s nothing more, and anything more than a brief hug is not allowed. And I can’t help but wonder if that’s part of the whole mess.
I need to get a dog. I need to get an animal who is willing and happy to cuddle up next to me, and put its head in my lap and just be there without needing me to be high-energy and run around with it. That knows what the hell fetch is so I can throw a ball from where I’m sitting, and will go get it and bring it back. Who isn’t going to freak the cat out, and who is going to understand the cat is boss, because Jess knows dogs are big and dangerous and could eat her, and needs to feel confident about any other animal I bring in.
It’s not human contact, but it’s more than nothing. And it’s more than the contact Jessamine allows, because she is a cat and a cat who does not do lots of physical contact (she allows me to pick her up every day, but she’s not sure about more than a minute of cuddling at a time, and I need to have a pet who is willing to be cuddled for lots of minutes at a time).
And before I do that, I need to clean the apartment, at the very least, because there’s no way this place is in any shape for a new dog.
Anyway.
I’m going to attempt to get up and get breakfast and see about doing something today.