I have verbal diarrhoea. Anything to stop me thinking
I'm anxious. Breath caught, trapped.
I'm lacking motivation. But I am always doing something.
I'm tired. Bone-tired.
My train of thought is pretty much derailed.
I'm losing focus. It's fractured, reflecting broken images
I'm feeling disjointed. Like I'm missing something. Lacking.
I feel like I should be hiding from the world. Behind words, actions or laughter. Hidden.
I'm stuck in that place of disbelief, where the voices get louder and drown out everything else.
And I don't think any one knows. Or whether I'm just imagining it.
I wish I did.
I wish I did.
Put your feet up!
ReplyDeleteLove xx
Hope you feel better soon xxx I know that feeling all too well. I felt like that for months this year (just love the way you put all those feelings into words). Having a little respite from it at the moment - just hoping it lasts :) xx Take care and hugs x
ReplyDeleteAw, maybe a Scoopy is just what you need, hahaha. Yeah, that won't fix everything...but fixing one thing sometimes helps!
ReplyDeleteYour email address isn't linked! I can't email ya! :P