Three Keys To Combating Exhaustion

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Every Witch Way, But Mostly Dead

2018-04-082018-04-08 Miss Poison Chronic Illness, Chronic Pain, Complex PTSD, Depression, Emotional Pain, Enough, Escape, Exhaustion, Fibromyalgia, Pieces Of Me, Poison In Lethal Doses, Post-Traumatic Stress Disorder, Writing April, Complex PTSD, Depression, Emotional Pain, Empty, Fibromyalgia, Observations, Physical Pain, Stress, Survival, Triggers, Writing, Zero Emotional Support

Authors' Note: **POTENTIAL TRIGGER WARNING** Yes, the title is spelled correctly. Yes, it's intentional. Most of my weekends are spent doing things I'd rather not do. The weekends were once my refuge for sleep, quiet, peace, laughter, productivity, cooking, more laughter, and space. They are now filled with rushed moments, trying to pack a lot … Continue reading Every Witch Way, But Mostly Dead

Friday: The Dark Artifice

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I woke up far too early this morning to a dark, grey day. Normally that wouldn't bother me (it rarely does), but it's the fact that the weekend is hanging over my head...the artifice of it darkening my mood. Under normal circumstances the weekend is a dear friend I welcome with open arms, but it … Continue reading Friday: The Dark Artifice

Rest Alludes Me

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All I want to do is SLEEP. For God's sake, it's Saturday night and I am BEAT. It's meant to be a 'day of rest'. But really, why should my body obey unwritten laws?! Today I completed two writing assignments, decided on a mountain of paperwork for tomorrow when I inevitably won't be able to … Continue reading Rest Alludes Me

I’m Going To Use…

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This about sums it up for me today, people! I went to bed feeling like this. 😦 I woke up feeling like this. 😦 And as the morning has progressed, I'm trying to talk myself off a ledge. Let it not go without saying that the work two doors down is not yet complete, so … Continue reading I’m Going To Use…

Bright, Blue, and Dark

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Despite what the Migraine app claims, I slept horribly (hours don't count unless it's quality sleep). Under normal circumstances the fact that I took two Benadryl for my allergies would mean I would have gotten an extra 2-3 hours of sleep. Alas, around 5:00 a.m. I was haunted by Case Study #2. Note To Self: Change … Continue reading Bright, Blue, and Dark

Pull The Covers Up And Leave Me Alone

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I'm a pretty dark person. I have a wicked sense of humor and I'll say anything goofy to make someone laugh, but when it's my life, there isn't a lot I perceive as humorous. I'm not the kind of person who laughs at someone else's pain or who enjoys hearing about someone's breakups, divorces, illnesses, … Continue reading Pull The Covers Up And Leave Me Alone

Irritability Isn’t Cute

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I HURT. There's no getting around that. After nearly two straight weeks where I haven't missed a single dose of Topamax, a migraine broke through last night. I was waiting for it. I expected it. It wasn't nearly as bad as a migraine without a preventive in my system, but after almost two weeks with … Continue reading Irritability Isn’t Cute

As A Direct Result

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I've decided that today is going to be a work-free day. I went to bed this morning sick as a dog. I suspect my brief time out yesterday affected me more severely than it ought to. Within a few hours of coming home, I got my fourth migraine of the week. I took a brief … Continue reading As A Direct Result

Exhausted To The Bone

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I went to bed exhausted, I woke up more exhausted than when I originally went to bed. Lately, there never seems to be enough sleep. I found myself wanting to nod off for four hours yesterday, but when I finally committed myself to "a nap", I ended up reading for over three hours. I hadn't … Continue reading Exhausted To The Bone