If you are familiar with brain weasels, you know how much they suck. If you aren't, you're lucky. For those of you who haven't heard the term, it's those voices in you head, usually caused by anxiety or depression, or perhaps some unpleasant childhood programming of internal dialogue.
The brain weasels have been out in full force here, breeding like bunnies. I've fought them before and I know what they look like, though I haven't had quite so many before. I finally called Teri and enlisted help in banishing them. I got some lovely brain weasel silencers. There are still a few rattling the bars of their cage, but they're not sexin' it up anymore with gay abandon.
In the midst of the brain weasel orgy, the knitting has fallen by the wayside. Basically everything has. I see what I should be doing, but to actually do most of it... wasn't happening. I washed dishes, and I fed the kids and Jerek. Sometimes I fed me. The rest of the time, well.
Now it's the beginning of digging out. I feel like one guy with a shovel facing one of those epic snows that you find those old black and white photos of.
The brain weasels have been out in full force here, breeding like bunnies. I've fought them before and I know what they look like, though I haven't had quite so many before. I finally called Teri and enlisted help in banishing them. I got some lovely brain weasel silencers. There are still a few rattling the bars of their cage, but they're not sexin' it up anymore with gay abandon.
In the midst of the brain weasel orgy, the knitting has fallen by the wayside. Basically everything has. I see what I should be doing, but to actually do most of it... wasn't happening. I washed dishes, and I fed the kids and Jerek. Sometimes I fed me. The rest of the time, well.
Now it's the beginning of digging out. I feel like one guy with a shovel facing one of those epic snows that you find those old black and white photos of.
I'm behind on laundry, phone calls, vacuuming..... if one can be behind on it, I probably am. But I'm working on it. It's hard, because seeing what I need to accomplish is also fodder for brain weasels. "Why didn't you do it before? Why did you give in to us? You'll never get it all done." I'm trying to shut them up.
Why am I blogging about this, you might wonder. This is why:
It's time to stop being afraid of it. Nobody stays hush hush about other things that affect this many people. It's there, and it's possible to fight it. I'm fighting. If you're here too, you can fight it too.
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