Anyone else mourn the time spent resting?
Like I need to clean, there's errands to run. Books I want to read. Lots of art and cooking I want to do.
But I just can't. I'm exhausted. I feel it seeping through me like warm sun.
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Anyone else mourn the time spent resting?
Like I need to clean, there's errands to run. Books I want to read. Lots of art and cooking I want to do.
But I just can't. I'm exhausted. I feel it seeping through me like warm sun.
This whole ulcer thing is a little much.
Like I don't want to tell my friends or family how much it sucks. I feel like a burden. And I hate it. I hate this.
I am really really frustrated with my usable hours a day. Just enough to hold down a job. Mostly.
I want to clean and reorganize my house.... Have hobbies.
Relationships with friends.....
People think I'm crazy for bring tired after work, but those are all the hours I have. I was tired before work. After work? I have nothing left. 😅😭😭😭😭
They are not wrong. I hadn't thought about it tho. 🤔
I am so so annoyed at all the time I have to spend resting.
Aaaaaaarg.
Well anyway. Here is a whale shark I did. I need to practice water. It escapes me. But I still like it.
Googling a random, supposed unimportant thing that might possibly maybe be a teeny tiny new symptom or just anxiety, only to find out it's an actual big red flag symptom and now you have to make a dr apt again.