Bad Days

I realized that I missed Thursday’s poem. Thursday was a really rough day for me. My mental health is on shaky ground at the moment. For whatever reason, I just can’t seem to have more than a few good days at a time. It doesn’t help that my therapist is on vacation and so I feel like I’m on my own until she gets back. (This is going to be a plug for you to take time off of work because they will replace you tomorrow if you died today.)

I’ll even with you – my life is chaos at the moment. I’m moving in my personal life, my office is moving, and I’ve started up classes to finish my bachelor’s degree. All at the same time. For some reason, my life seems to fall into chaos all of the time. And right now the chaos just feels to be too much.

So I’ve been taking time, more like being forced to take time, to actually recharge. I’m not good at it. And I really, really don’t have time for it right now. An accelerated class on immigration and ethnicity, a topic that I’m already passionate about, and that I feel so privileged to be a white woman born here, I just wish I could do more. Which probably explains why I’m a bit of the black sheep in my family when it comes to politics.

Anyway, I just want to apologize for missing Thursday. I’m struggling a bit and I’m really trying to do what I can to get through it. But also, given some of the things happening in the country, my flaming snowflake liberal ass wants to write about change. I’m not going to say that I won’t get into politics here. I write about what I care about, and those issues are huge right now. But I also want to try and see both sides, so I will be open to hearing other opinions.

Here’s to getting better. Here’s to more good days. Here’s to getting through the tough shit, even when you keep jumping back in.


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