*Picture from Pixabay
I really hate when I have too much time and quiet on my hands. I went through some anxiety and over thinking yesterday. Even while trying to keep myself busy and away from it. Hate that!
Was doing the anxious, overthinking, crying, believing false voices in my head kind of thing. Here I thought I was getting away from that and handling things better than I have been. Not! At least not yesterday.
Thing is, when my man, my Daddy, is not here and I can’t be with him to share in something that means a lot to him and a lot to me, it spurs my mind to do that crazy stuff and put me in a mode I can’t deal with very well. You know what I mean?
My mind’s voice starts working on me negatively. Telling me things that are untrue and that make me fall into that depressive unhappy non-loving myself mode.
So I got in touch with a couple of close friends and they got me through the rest of the evening as well as talking to Daddy.
I am a blessed and lucky girl even though at times I don’t feel like it.