I'm starting 2021 off at a bad spot. Last year, I cracked open my sewing machine and started making masks. It was good for my TBI because even though they are relatively simply to make, they do require one to be focused. Then I became anxious and depressed. I realized it's because there is some toxicity in my life. I don't know if it's because of the Fibro, the TBI, age, or what but I find that things being in cluttered are a source of anxiety for me. I find that having household members who don't contribute, either financially or by doing chores, is anxiety producing.
My response to anxiety is to shut down. So because of that, I have orders for face masks that I have not filled. I can't bring myself to get up out of bed. I have to get rid of the source of my anxiety so someone is going to have to go. I've been fighting this feeling of falling off a high, dark cliff since Thanksgiving.
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