bonzarinababy
12-01-06, 20:13
Ok, having a bit of a bad week… after hairdressing incident was getting more and more wound up about going for the interview, so made super chicken decision not to go at all. Had yesterday off so that was ok (went to a friend’s house who knows about pa’s so felt ‘safe’). But woke up this morning with a feeling of apprehension about work because I knew I had a two hour workshop to attend, and knew it would be awful, but went in anyway (trying to tell myself not to base things on past experiences). Spent the morning getting more and more anxious, managed to stay for about 30 minutes of the workshop but ended up walking out of it and going home. Not good. Not sure how I’m going to explain that to boss tomorrow.
Then got a call inviting me to a different interview next week – at an all day assessment centre which would also involve a long train journey there and back, so made up a story about how I couldn’t. So now feel terrible cos feel drained from anxiety anyway, plus am lying to people to cover up what’s going on, plus feel like my life’s spiralling out of control and I’m wasting all these good opportunities. But what’s even worse is part of me is starting not to care. Although I do care really and truly, don’t want to give up, just sometimes feels like it will be easier.
Have made a decision to go to the docs in the morning – really don’t want to take meds but as my friend said, I’d use crutches if I’d broken a leg – maybe I just need a break, a crutch for a while…
Usual super long post, soz - and soz it’s not a very positive post, know I sound like I’m feeling sorry for myself and a self absorbed (I am a bit of both at the mo, as much as I hate it) – guess its just therapeutic getting it out…
BB x
Worry gives a small thing a big shadow.
Then got a call inviting me to a different interview next week – at an all day assessment centre which would also involve a long train journey there and back, so made up a story about how I couldn’t. So now feel terrible cos feel drained from anxiety anyway, plus am lying to people to cover up what’s going on, plus feel like my life’s spiralling out of control and I’m wasting all these good opportunities. But what’s even worse is part of me is starting not to care. Although I do care really and truly, don’t want to give up, just sometimes feels like it will be easier.
Have made a decision to go to the docs in the morning – really don’t want to take meds but as my friend said, I’d use crutches if I’d broken a leg – maybe I just need a break, a crutch for a while…
Usual super long post, soz - and soz it’s not a very positive post, know I sound like I’m feeling sorry for myself and a self absorbed (I am a bit of both at the mo, as much as I hate it) – guess its just therapeutic getting it out…
BB x
Worry gives a small thing a big shadow.