Sometimes it is hard for me to knuckle down and do anything, especially when there is a lot of emotional upsets going on in my life and it doubles up in being difficult to do anything, even for pleasure when I become sicker too.
We lost a relative a few weeks back, that hit the whole household hard and then Henry was diagnosed with autism, that was OK, things have improved a little with his behaviour – but there are other issues going on which has meant writing anything outside of the blog has been difficult for me.
It’s not that I don’t want to, but I am easily consumed by negativity and it can fully take up my head space.
I am now worried about a friend who is badly sick in ICU.
I have done better this week than I have since September towards my AD project though, I admit that just under 2500 words isn’t anything to brag about during that time, but it has been the best that I could do under the circumstances.
I am trying to get myself back into the flow of things again; however, a lot of things in my ordinary day to day life has just literally stopped, not just the novel writing!
I haven’t kept up much with my Italian lessons and I haven’t been reading very much either. Though saying that, I am slowly getting back into the flow of it again since the 8th of December!
Slowly is the key word here.
I’m not very well right now, writing this to you all – I have very bad bronchitis and a throat infection and I keep going hot and cold, my glands are swollen too – not a good sign for me, especially as I am getting the rosiness in my face again… the rosiness which may be the lupus rash – but doctors decline to diagnose that with me or have me tested for it, but Paul is convinced it’s lupus.
I don’t really know why since September my whole life seems to have been put on hold. I have had emotional setbacks before but still managed to keep my writing, gaming, reading, researching, learning habits alive despite it. But it’s affected everything – I don’t watch TV much anymore, no YouTube, no magazine reading, no book reading, no research, not gaming as much as I used to and barely writing – also my language lessons have almost stopped completely too; my appetite is non-existant, my insomnia has increased hugely and I am finding it hard to maintain the will to talk to Paul anymore.
In fact I have to force myself to, it’s like I have gone beyond depression… if you can understand me?
I am struggling to even maintain the will-power to keep my blog alive, which is one of the reasons why I deliberately spent £18 of my £25 this week purely on a business subscription to keep it alive – as I felt I was losing interest even in this.
Did it to encourage me to do something, not to waste the money.
It’s like all I want to do is shut myself away in my room alone and stare into nothingness all the while, whilst being occasionally disturbed by pretty pictures of my tarot card collection (I have 18 decks) which I obsessively look at and seeing a weirdly large amount of spirits more than usual. Remember, I am clairvoyant, but there is a strange vast activity of visitors lately.
All I seem to want to do is stare at pretty pictures and be alone – which is strange as I hate being alone… I hate the quiet… I hate being alone… I hate being unproductive… I hate feeling lazy and useless… yet, I have become all that since September and I honestly don’t know why!
I have gone into extreme apathy and I have discussed this with Paul, but all he does is nod and agree, yes indeed I have become quite apathetic – but he does nothing to help me resolve it and after such conversations with him, I feel like why did I waste energy sharing my thoughts and feelings with him? Then I feel worse, tired and I have a nap.
I told him in the hope he’d do or say something to awaken me from this state, but I didn’t get that response. Just a nod and agreement and confirmation of what I said and that’s that.
Maybe it’s just me… but I feel alone in trying to help myself out of it… really alone and I am not sure I can do it alone anymore…
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