I’m so blah and run down lately. I hate everything. I hate my hair, my relationship with my husband, my job,…I need to get away but I can’t. There are too many obstacles in the way. I just need time to myself and I can’t get it. My husband doesn’t understand this need and gets all offended if I even allude to the fact I need a break (which includes a break from him). I’ve had a headache for about 6 days now. Maybe it’s all just stress or maybe I actually did give myself a concussion. Perhaps this is what my issues this week are all about.
I think I may also have a spot of skin cancer on my arm. It looks suspicious but I’m afraid to get it looked at by a professional. I don’t want to know.
I just wish I had a place that I could go; a place that no one knows where I am and can’t call me and check on me. I hate the fact that he calls the second I’m supposed to be getting off work. Leave me alone for a while! I just go done with needy kids. I need time for myself. Give me a few minutes to revive. Did I say I needed a break?
Stop asking how I am and what’s wrong. Can’t I just have a day or two every now and then when I’m under the weather? He has those days all the time. Can’t I have a few a year? God forbid I might not get things done or, here’s a crazy thought, do something that I’d like to do. I’m actually thinking about taking a day off from work, telling no one about it and going to do my own thing.
