That pack of dog days catches me up, a sweaty sciatica riot. (Riot: Anything hounds might hunt they that shouldn’t during a fox hunt.) Each Tere yip and Tere bark, is one more Tere taken in vain from me. (Tere: a diminutive of the name Teresa, an alternate spelling of Theresa.)My sanity wavers. As expected. …
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I’m broke flat.
Another month. Another block of time in which stress tries to distresses me into a smaller state of being. Given the [colorful negative descriptor insert] situations here, there, and everywhere, it’s been one more rough month for my mental health. My original post was going to delve into the hows and whys it’s of this …
actions aren’t always louder either
It’s been a rough summer in so many ways. Just go on over and look at all the wild news, and even the wilder social media! As a HSP trying to stay informed while filtering out and blocking the onslaught of… all the things, I am a touch fried. With an effort, I rallied focus …