Oh, I can so relate as far as the not-existing goes. I've been feeling that way myself lately. I just want to escape it all and be away. I couldn't figure it out for a while, because it wasn't like anything was actively going badly in my life, just the usual collection of little nagging strains here and there, the kind that if that's my biggest problem, then my life is pretty sweet. So why the need to escape it?
I think I finally chased it down to having to hold my tongue/temper too many times, appearing calm and controlled when I didn't feel that way inside. I have an eight year old that... well lets just say that if the Calcutta slums had been filled with her clones, Mother Teresa might have been known as the Butcher of Calcutta instead of being beatified, but still, escalating the situation by losing it doesn't make things any better. Top that off with a period of time when I was taking care of everyone around me, and no one was taking care of me, and - Hey Presto! - malaise, mild depression, escape fantasies.
I have a plan.
1) Make it to the weekend. 2) Use puppy eyes of pleading on husband. 3) Score some me time.
You've had the kitty health crisis, hockey political drama, traffic fun, and other stressors lately.
Time to pamper yourself a bit!
Me, I'm (for once) going to demonstrate the sense that God gave lettuce, and go to bed, so I can face the morning with a modicum of energy.
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I think I finally chased it down to having to hold my tongue/temper too many times, appearing calm and controlled when I didn't feel that way inside. I have an eight year old that... well lets just say that if the Calcutta slums had been filled with her clones, Mother Teresa might have been known as the Butcher of Calcutta instead of being beatified, but still, escalating the situation by losing it doesn't make things any better. Top that off with a period of time when I was taking care of everyone around me, and no one was taking care of me, and - Hey Presto! - malaise, mild depression, escape fantasies.
I have a plan.
1) Make it to the weekend.
2) Use puppy eyes of pleading on husband.
3) Score some me time.
You've had the kitty health crisis, hockey political drama, traffic fun, and other stressors lately.
Time to pamper yourself a bit!
Me, I'm (for once) going to demonstrate the sense that God gave lettuce, and go to bed, so I can face the morning with a modicum of energy.