I woke up this morning feeling very anxious. I’d go as far as to say the anxiety woke me up. I felt slightly paniced about work. Maybe more than slightly. My dreams were slightly odd too. Maybe one caused the other. I don’t want to slip away again. I’m enjoying the normal feelings I’ve been having. As much as I enjoy being high when high I really don’t want to go there again. My thinking has been what I consider pretty normal mostly although it was a bit racy yesterday. I don’t want the fight anymore. I’ll not fight it. I’m tired of fighting it.
I tried meditating this morning and most of what tried to crop up was thoughts about work or money. I went back on Facebook over the weekend. Maybe that’s not helped with my thoughts and my thinking. I’ll delete myself again. I am slowly mastering myself.
