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That's how it sounds in my head tonight.
All the thoughts in my head vying for an audience.
My ears are literally ringing right now with the sussurus that is going on in there.

All of it is negative.
Every thought and even the half thoughts - all negative.
And mean, too.

I should've gone to parent teacher for Stretch tonight.
I can easily supply a half dozen reasons why I didn't go, but all that matters is that I didn't.
I should've.

It's been a challenging time for me of late. My downward trend continues and Mental Health is not falling over itself to bail me out, either. Still no word on a referral back to my psychiatrist. One who has already treated me... one who likely would only need to talk to me on the phone for fifteen minutes and could solve my problem... but it's been three weeks already and still no word.

I'm struggling. My energy is zapped. My libido is unconscious. I know this is a chemical thing. I know it can be fixed... even if it eventually needs to be tweaked again... I know there is relief, but I can't access it. It is frustrating.

I'm trying with my whole heart to get into Christmas... but I just can't do it this year. I know I have to. I know that I have to summon some reasonable facsimile of Christmas spirit... but it ain't coming easy this year. 

My house is a disaster. There are bins of decorations everywhere. Things are half up/half in bins... well, to be honest, things are 1/16th up and 15/16ths in bins. It's a daunting task. 

I'm so fucking tired.

I have one more weekend to get my feces collated. 

I find myself wondering if my kids will look back on this time and realize how much distress I was actually in going through these motions. Will they resent me for that? Will they be able to see. through the wisdom of years that I was doing my best... or at very minimum, what I thought was my best. 

Will I be the asshole in their story? 

I don't wanna be the asshole!

I want to be a glowing example of holiday spirit, fulfilling their needs and whims with an easy stroke of my magic mom wand.

Who am I kidding?

I just want to survive this holiday season without destroying somebody's memories.

This year, I'll call that feat a win.

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January 7, 2021 at 5:51 PM
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