Rock Bottom
I don’t know that I am there, but I sure as fuck can see it from here. Don’t get me wrong, I’m really not stuck in some sort of deep depression, or anything. I have been in a fairly positive mood lately. But at times, when I least expect it, the tears hit me, like they did on my drive home today. I am just tapped out. I am fucking exhausted. I feel like I can’t write. Like it’s such a struggle to write. I am now to a point where I don’t even seem to have the energy to read blogs. I keep trying, but I feel like I can’t keep up, and when I can’t keep up and do it perfectly, like read every one I subscribe to, then the guilt sets in. I have perfectionistic tendencies, and they totally fuck my world up. I am especially tapped tonight because I just finished a post for Deliberate Donkey. I needed to write it, it was cathartic, but it was fucking exhausting too. It will post on Thursday. I hope you read it. I apologize, if I can’t get around to reading everything. I try to be supportive, but I have to be honest and tell you I just can’t do it right now. Hopefully soon I can find some of the ADD crazy energy that seems to appear every now and then.
Fat Bottom Girl Said What 