My blood pressure medication causes nightmares. Ironically, due to my past, they aren’t that scary.
I try my hardest to not let things drag me down. I try super hard to control my situations that I can control. I have learned how to detatch from those situations that I can’t control and cannot affect to prevent myself from being overrun with anxiety. It is a weird thing for me to do as it has been against the nature of who I have been growing up. I was forever tormented by the “What ifs”. I still am, but I try to shut those things up pretty fast.
I suffer from exectuive dysfunction. It is frustrating, disappointing and annoying.
I made french bread pizza today when I got home from work. It seems like a weird thing to mention, however, it always reminds me of my favourite grandmother.
Now that I’ve gotten my complaining out of my system and I’ve gotten some things accomplished, I feel much better.
While I was at work a while back, I noticed a magazine that I used to love, so much so, my mom had gotten me a subscription to it.
When I was younger and thinking about how my life would be, I can be 100% certain this is not what I pictured.
So, it seems my blood pressure/arrhythmia thing was the precursor to something more, but really, nothing. The group situation also reached a climax, but not a good one.
I have an arrhythmia. It is relatively harmless, in that when it comes, I know why, and it isn’t going to cause a stroke or a heart attack. But, it is going to exhaust the hell out of me and give me migraines for days, as well as making sleeping difficult, which adds to the length of its stay.
There are a few things about those who follow pagan/witchcraft beliefs that I find confusing, or I don’t understand how they came to be correlated with the practice. I think the oddest one is “shadow work”.