Sometimes I hate being a girl – mainly because I don’t think this happens to guys.
I feel like I’m constantly under pressure to perform 100 per cent at my job, a place that I have been saying, “it’s really busy right now,” for a year and a half non-stop.
I feel this pressure to lose the rest of the weight I want to, so I over think everything I put in my mouth (which eventually leads me to snapping and eating a ¼ cup of peanut butter one little bite at a time with a spoon). I also work out all the time. I often have low blood sugar.
I feel tired, whether it’s burn out, low iron content or what I don’t know, but I have no get-up-and-go spark anymore.
I feel like I am supposed have better functioning relationships with men, or more specifically a man.
And sometimes I can deal with all those things, and sometimes, like tonight I just have to curl up into a ball and cry, because I simply cannot think of anything else to do. So, I’ll be back tomorrow and hopefully/likely with a sunnier outlook.
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