Oh boy, am I agitated.
That’s not a question. It’s a statement. I’m so irritated and on edge. I wish I had a vice to fall back on, something I could run to and say things like, “You don’t understand. I need it. It’s the only thing keeping me sane right now! Just a little more. I can quit tomorrow. GIVE IT TO ME OR DIE!” and then there would be an intervention and a made-for-tv movie about my epic and harrowing struggle for sobriety – life/limb, good versus evil.
That kind of thing.
But I got nothin’. All I got is a whoppin’ case of the red ass and no real good explanation for where it came from. The boys are driving me to drink. They’re bickering and arguing like — well, like boys do. Matt is making me loopy. I don’t have anything to say to him and I feel like we’re missing each other by the mile. I keep trying to connect with him and end up coming up short at every turn. Every new endeavor I undertake leaves me feeling flat and fully disinterested. Dissatisfied. Maybe I’m depressed. Is this what depression feels like? I’m not interested in anything. I don’t care about anything. I’m mad at everything. I’ve no patience.
I don’t even have the patience or interest in finishing this entry.
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A Woman's Manifesto
Because a woman’s work is never done.
and is underpaid, or unpaid, or boring, or repetitious,
and we’re the first to get fired,
and what we look like is more important than what we do.
And if we get raped its our fault
and if we get beaten we must have provoked it
and if we raise our voices we’re nagging bitches
and if we enjoy sex we’re nymphos
and if we don’t we’re frigid
and if we love women it’s because we can’t get a real man
and if we ask our doctor too many questions we’re neurotic or pushy
and if we expect childcare we’re selfish
and if we stand up for our rights we’re aggressive and un-feminine
and if we don’t we’re typical weak females
and if we want to get married we’re out to trap a man
and if we don’t we’re unnatural
and because we still can’t get an adequate, safe contraceptive, but men can walk on the moon
and if we can’t cope or don’t want a pregnancy we’re made to feel guilty about abortion
and for lots and lots of other reasons
we are part of the women’s liberation movement.- Joyce Stevens, International Woman’s Day, 1975.
Man Vs. Heart Attack
I am somewhat worried about the dude on Man v Food. He isn’t looking so good these days and putting that food away like that can’t be good for him.
Been there, done that.
I’m going to sound like one of those women’s magazines, which of course I never read.
Is there a way that you could send the boys off for a night somewhere and you and Matt reconnect and chill out together without interruption. Valentine’s is almost upon us.
I can’t remember where you live, but the sunnier days are on their way
Women’s mag or no, you were right. Matt and I spent all day Saturday and Saturday night together without the boys then we went for a nice dinner Sunday night. It helped. I’m feeling much better now! Thanks, Anji!
All you needed was a little TLC!