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cleolindaI am struggling with air pressure headaches as storm systems keep not quite coming in; the weather's been cool and sunny and beautiful this week, though. Scout is doing much better; good health. My sister had a big change at work a couple of weeks ago, on top of her physical recovery, and I think that seems to be going better than she expected. Right after I told you guys about the moths, I had to fight off an ant invasion in my bathroom; it had rained so much that they were coming in through the plumbing, I guess. I'm kind of sick of white vinegar now, but largely, I prevailed.
Thank you so much for all the comments on the previous entry; I may be able to go back and reply to a few, I don't know, but I figured you guys would rather me dedicate my energy to finishing a thing, if I only have enough energy for one or the other. I've gotten a ton done on the "Mukozuke" recap this week, but I've also hit that point where it feels like it's never going to get done. This is usually followed by "holy shit, it's done, how did that happen," so I guess we're on schedule.
Lots of work. I'm not sleeping again, but I'm not having panic attacks at night currently. Did I mention those? Sometimes when I'm trying to fall asleep, I get absolutely convinced that I am going to die of a heart attack in the next five minutes. Not that I am currently dying, but that I'm going to. It's literally panic. Apparently those are brought on by stress? I usually get through them by calling my own bluff--"Okay, fine, DIE then. See how you're not dying? Yeah."
(Here are 6 Symptoms of Women's Heart Attacks. Notice how they sound a lot like panic attack symptoms. The differences are worth noticing, though.)
Still teaching my brain to sentence the words again; my thoughts seem to be taking on paragraph shapes again with practice. I'm also trying to teach myself to just hit "post" again instead of writing something about this long, saving the draft, and never coming back to it. So, here we are.
Thank you so much for all the comments on the previous entry; I may be able to go back and reply to a few, I don't know, but I figured you guys would rather me dedicate my energy to finishing a thing, if I only have enough energy for one or the other. I've gotten a ton done on the "Mukozuke" recap this week, but I've also hit that point where it feels like it's never going to get done. This is usually followed by "holy shit, it's done, how did that happen," so I guess we're on schedule.
Lots of work. I'm not sleeping again, but I'm not having panic attacks at night currently. Did I mention those? Sometimes when I'm trying to fall asleep, I get absolutely convinced that I am going to die of a heart attack in the next five minutes. Not that I am currently dying, but that I'm going to. It's literally panic. Apparently those are brought on by stress? I usually get through them by calling my own bluff--"Okay, fine, DIE then. See how you're not dying? Yeah."
(Here are 6 Symptoms of Women's Heart Attacks. Notice how they sound a lot like panic attack symptoms. The differences are worth noticing, though.)
Still teaching my brain to sentence the words again; my thoughts seem to be taking on paragraph shapes again with practice. I'm also trying to teach myself to just hit "post" again instead of writing something about this long, saving the draft, and never coming back to it. So, here we are.
