GPOYW - I Wear My Sunglasses At Night On The Kitchen Counter -edition.
Back before selfies had a name, we old timey bloggers had Gratuitous Picture Of Yourself Wednesday. I think I'm going to bring that back starting today (because I'm a lazy blogger too and this covers the mid-week slump nicely) - which is kind of ironic, since the last thing I have wanted all day was to catch a glimpse of my ugly mug in the mirror, let a picture.
I was trying to find some angle in the kitchen to get a shot that was misleading and made me look not haggard and crazytown, but I couldn't. So I laid down on the counter and tried to breathe. Thing 3 came by and howled at me, and I realized this was the best representation of my day this far, so I held up my phone and snap. History made.
A bit back, I started taking a med for anxiety that worked pretty well. I was free of some of that constant panic and tightness, but I also had some massive headaches. They got so bad the doc had me go off of them to see if it was the medicine's fault, which it was. So a few days ago, the headaches finally stopped! And today the crippling &@%!! anxiety came back! I am conscious of the situation this time - like, I realize this is a chemical thing that can be treated, and it's NOT all the wacky crud my brain keeps throwing at me as possible reasons for why I suddenly want to dig a hole and then stay in it indefinitely. But ugh. Yay today?
And then tonight, I realized why my face has been breaking out to weird lately. I have eczema! On my face! Oh joy! So now I'm totally panicked, really depressed AND I am so disgusted at the sight of myself that I'm am looking up eczema remedies and burkas on the internets.