never gonna find another lover like me, you'll see
Sunday, January 27th, 2013 07:26 pmLet's not say I'm insane. Let's call it crazy... with style.
Breaking news here in my kitchen, which I think is hilarious but FAIR WARNING, you will likely find horrifying and not funny!:
So I just walked into the kitchen and discovered that I had boiled water for tea, put sugar in the cup (it's chai so the sugar goes in when it brews), put the tea bags in, and then never poured the water in.
Over an hour ago.
So I thought "you know, this may be the worst thing my brain has done to me in the last 24 hours, fucking hell."
The past twenty four hours, which consisted of disassociating from my emotions entirely, trying to break up with my very loving boyfriend because I forgot why I was working past the pain in the first place, and self-injuring for the first time in seven years.
And then this morning when I snapped out of the emotion-less fugue, it was partially because Josh called me and told me he'd been in an accident. Of course, my brain immediately tried to convince me that he was in fact terribly injured, probably with a concussion and was undoubtedly going to die and the last thing I said to him was super mean, despite the fact that we were on the phone, talking at that very moment, not to mention he hadn't hit his head. (Plus, you know, he was only going 15 miles an hour and the accident was purely because of the sleet turning into ice on the roads.)
But all of that is fairly normal for me really. The problem is that I REALLY WANTED THAT TEA, GODDAMNIT.
edited to add: I mean, I like to think I have a deal with the crazy. It's allowed to fuck up many things in my life, not that I want it to, but I can't stop it all of the time. Go ahead, separate me from my emotions, fuck up my relationships, panic attacks, out of control crying, whatever, I give up, it's better than it used to be so that's good enough. BUT MY TEA IS A STEP TOO FAR, CRAZY BRAIN.
Breaking news here in my kitchen, which I think is hilarious but FAIR WARNING, you will likely find horrifying and not funny!:
So I just walked into the kitchen and discovered that I had boiled water for tea, put sugar in the cup (it's chai so the sugar goes in when it brews), put the tea bags in, and then never poured the water in.
Over an hour ago.
So I thought "you know, this may be the worst thing my brain has done to me in the last 24 hours, fucking hell."
The past twenty four hours, which consisted of disassociating from my emotions entirely, trying to break up with my very loving boyfriend because I forgot why I was working past the pain in the first place, and self-injuring for the first time in seven years.
And then this morning when I snapped out of the emotion-less fugue, it was partially because Josh called me and told me he'd been in an accident. Of course, my brain immediately tried to convince me that he was in fact terribly injured, probably with a concussion and was undoubtedly going to die and the last thing I said to him was super mean, despite the fact that we were on the phone, talking at that very moment, not to mention he hadn't hit his head. (Plus, you know, he was only going 15 miles an hour and the accident was purely because of the sleet turning into ice on the roads.)
But all of that is fairly normal for me really. The problem is that I REALLY WANTED THAT TEA, GODDAMNIT.
edited to add: I mean, I like to think I have a deal with the crazy. It's allowed to fuck up many things in my life, not that I want it to, but I can't stop it all of the time. Go ahead, separate me from my emotions, fuck up my relationships, panic attacks, out of control crying, whatever, I give up, it's better than it used to be so that's good enough. BUT MY TEA IS A STEP TOO FAR, CRAZY BRAIN.
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on Monday, January 28th, 2013 01:31 am (UTC)no subject
on Monday, January 28th, 2013 01:37 am (UTC)no subject
on Monday, January 28th, 2013 01:38 am (UTC)no subject
on Monday, January 28th, 2013 01:54 am (UTC)(I also have to set a timer if I ever leave the kitchen when I'm cooking, or I end up doing things like burning 4 cups of rice :( )
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on Monday, January 28th, 2013 02:30 am (UTC)no subject
on Tuesday, February 5th, 2013 08:28 am (UTC)It might have been the eight months around 2008 I ate nothing but oatmeal, but I feel like I could still make rice then. Damnit.
I did make a relatively decent batch recently, but it was slightly overcooked. :( At least it wasn't crunchy like the batch before that... the dogs got that one.
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on Monday, January 28th, 2013 03:01 pm (UTC)Not that I have a problem with forgetting about my tea or anything. *coughs*
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on Monday, January 28th, 2013 02:48 am (UTC)no subject
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on Monday, January 28th, 2013 04:46 am (UTC)(Also, sympathies on all the other random bullshit. Which I figure is bound to be a lot harder to deal with IF THE UNIVERSE INSISTS ON DENYING YOU TEA.)
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on Tuesday, February 5th, 2013 08:29 am (UTC)I have gone back to iced tea for the time being. Being as it resides in a very large clear pitcher, it is harder to ignore when it's empty.
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on Monday, January 28th, 2013 10:28 am (UTC)I'm very sorry to hear about the self harm. I think it's understandable, given everything that has happened, but understandable doesn't erase all the emotions that can come up as a result of having done it again. I hope you are gentle with yourself.
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on Tuesday, February 5th, 2013 08:33 am (UTC)It helps if I let the dogs out at the same time -- it's cold enough out right now that they want to come in within five minutes, which is generally enough time for the goddamn food to reheat.
... I worry about what I will do when summer comes again.
The SI was ... a lapse, but I remind myself with as much compassion as possible that it doesn't erase more than seven years of 'sobriety'. I'm actually more upset that it turns out I am actually allergic to bandaid (brand specific) adhesive now... the drug store clerk suggested sensitive skin band-aids but the only thing that worked to not raise welts while covering my surgery site was fucking hypoallergenic paper tape, and that does NOT stretch at all. I may have to ace wrap a limb or something if I need another bandage.
Thankfully the skin on my hands is thick enough it doesn't cause blistering or welts if I need to use a bandaid there, but I'm still pissed. The blister burst and everything; I'm pretty sure it's going to leave a bigger scar than anything I did intentionally! Goddamnit.
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on Monday, January 28th, 2013 03:03 pm (UTC)Not that I, er, do this a lot or anything. ADD is fuuun.
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on Tuesday, February 5th, 2013 08:39 am (UTC)However, considering that I'm now drinking iced sweet tea, I should reconsider this possibly.
What powdered chai blend do you like? I prefer the liquid right now. (I also don't like star anise, if that's in your preferred blend!)
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on Tuesday, January 29th, 2013 05:44 pm (UTC)That's all I have right now. <3
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on Tuesday, February 5th, 2013 08:40 am (UTC)no subject
on Friday, February 1st, 2013 01:26 am (UTC)no subject
on Tuesday, February 5th, 2013 08:40 am (UTC)It's really quite a let down, isn't it!