am i the only sour cherry in the fruitstand
Tuesday, September 11th, 2012 06:14 amSo I'm seeing a new therapist in ... approximately 7 hours.
You would think I should be asleep, and actually, I agree with you, but my body doesn't. Fuck sleep, it says. Be awake. Be aware. Be anxious and irritable.
"HA!" I say. "I have benzos now! You can't make me be anxious and irritable!"
Fine, says my body. But you're still not getting to sleep. So there.
So instead I have been cleaning. And by cleaning, I mean re-organizing my dresser, which
panda refused to touch last time I made her come over and help me clean.
Not that I blame her! She was busy excavating 5000 soda cans and trying not to pass out from the horror of my bedspread. (Don't even ask. You don't want to know.)
( photos of what I've been up to all night )
You would think I should be asleep, and actually, I agree with you, but my body doesn't. Fuck sleep, it says. Be awake. Be aware. Be anxious and irritable.
"HA!" I say. "I have benzos now! You can't make me be anxious and irritable!"
Fine, says my body. But you're still not getting to sleep. So there.
So instead I have been cleaning. And by cleaning, I mean re-organizing my dresser, which
Not that I blame her! She was busy excavating 5000 soda cans and trying not to pass out from the horror of my bedspread. (Don't even ask. You don't want to know.)
( photos of what I've been up to all night )