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May. 17th, 2016 02:04 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
the_siobhanThe black dog is well and truly back. Hence the radio silence, I find it hard to post when I'm like this.
And like always when it gets this bad, I can't seem to force myself to do the things that improve my brain chemistry. It's like a virus that infects your immune system, it attacks the very things that might help you heal.
Part of the problem of course, is that one of the things that would probably help is dialing down my stress level by about 7000 notches, and things that would really help with that are in no way under my control.
I'm seeing more and more articles about "work-life" balance proliferating at my workplace. You know the ones, they talk about how to reduce the stress in your life by saying things like get exercise, eat healthy, and take some time for yourself. Myself, I've pretty much come to the conclusion that if they don't start off with, "be born wealthy" you might as well just throw the fucking thing away, because it's just designed to make you feel bad about being unhappy that our entire society is designed to use you up and toss what's left.
Not that I'm bitter.
No, fuck that. I am totally bitter.
The worst part is that the writing has slowed to a crawl. My creative bone always goes limp when the depression gets bad. I hate that.
Still. Vacation next week. No money to do anything, but at least I can catch up on my sleep and maybe flog out a few thousand words. That will be nice.
And like always when it gets this bad, I can't seem to force myself to do the things that improve my brain chemistry. It's like a virus that infects your immune system, it attacks the very things that might help you heal.
Part of the problem of course, is that one of the things that would probably help is dialing down my stress level by about 7000 notches, and things that would really help with that are in no way under my control.
I'm seeing more and more articles about "work-life" balance proliferating at my workplace. You know the ones, they talk about how to reduce the stress in your life by saying things like get exercise, eat healthy, and take some time for yourself. Myself, I've pretty much come to the conclusion that if they don't start off with, "be born wealthy" you might as well just throw the fucking thing away, because it's just designed to make you feel bad about being unhappy that our entire society is designed to use you up and toss what's left.
Not that I'm bitter.
No, fuck that. I am totally bitter.
The worst part is that the writing has slowed to a crawl. My creative bone always goes limp when the depression gets bad. I hate that.
Still. Vacation next week. No money to do anything, but at least I can catch up on my sleep and maybe flog out a few thousand words. That will be nice.
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Date: 2016-06-23 10:00 pm (UTC)Utterly depressing but so well expressed. Damn.