This feeling sicky thing is happening a little too frequently for my liking. Honestly, Saturday was a bad one. As per bloody usual, I got myself worked up over a stupid thing on Friday and the stress set me off on a killer migraine on Saturday that meant I was in bed all day, only had two foodpacks and did like NO steps.
I guess I need to work on letting things go. But I have always been one to hold a grudge. Basically, what happened is that my three housemates and a mutual friend went off to a wedding reception on Friday night. Fair enough right. Two boys, two girls, date type thing. I don't mind not being invited, I don't know who got married anyway! Anyhoo, later that night, they came home with another of our friends, I was just like "oh god, where did you pick him up from?!" and he said, "oh I got a text telling me to get dressed and come to the party". So in effect, they invited him as an extra guest, and not me. In my head that means, they didn't want me there. So I feel that I have a right to sulk. But then I just couldn't stop working myself up about it. Thinking of all the things I have done for them all over the last few months. And yet, they didn't even want me at a stupid party that I didn't want to go to in the first place. Oh, I need my head seeing to sometimes!!!
Anyway, I honestly don't know how I get myself so worked up, I have to stop because the last time I felt as let down as I did on Friday, I found help only from the sharp end of a razor blade.
Thankfully, I managed to cope. I suffered through my migrane and now, touch wood, I think I'm back on solid ground. Just keeping those three at arms length for the moment. And my saving grace had to be a visit from one of my bestest buds yesterday. I haven't seen her for months. She always seems to know how to make me feel better. So it's not all doom and gloom and I must remember that. You know what freaks me out most of all? Not once did I have to find the answer at the back of the fridge, or the local chinese takeaway. This time, I worked it all out without food. Crazy, huh!?
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