My emotions are extremely close to the surface today, anger and tears most closely aligned. Tactless persons trying to push their merchandise in one's own time and space [see ALIEN INTRUSIONS], inept workmen (of whom we've had a surfeit in recent months), and coping with and supporting others with problems, do not always sit well alongside my post-viral depressive condition!
The protestant work ethic has a lot to answer for too! I constantly feel guilty that I am unable to tackle many little tasks, both around the house and elsewhere; sometimes its the spirit but more often the flesh that proves unwilling!
Currently, I'm sat in front of the computer, awaiting a call from the Doctors Surgery, having realised I am perhaps even less well than I thought I knew!
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