"When it rains it pours"... I feel like that pour little girl on the side of the salt carton. Only without the adorable raincoat and umbrella.
Today has been one of those days. A Very Bad Day. It pretty much started as I rolled out of bed. And just kept going. Nothing has been a catastrophe. Nothing has been a life-changer. So no need to worry. Just one pisser after another.
What I hate is that when I get like this, it REALLY gets me down. I just can't take very much at once. Its all I can do to keep from crawling in bed and hiding under the covers. Hiding from the world. I hate this about me. I should be up and trying to fix what is wrong. Or spending my time playing with my son - the light of my life - rather than moping and emotional-eating.
But I can't.
How do I change this?
It's super freaking hard to change. I am right there with you.. plugging along.. trying to figure it out.
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