I’ve been struggling on how to describe how the past 2ish months have gone for me.
If you’ve not read the Spoon Theory, you’ll want to take a sec and pop on over and give it a read. It’s okay, I’ll wait.
With that, the easiest way to explain the past few months is a shortage of spoons.
Normally, I have enough spoons. I can go to work, run, socialize and clean my house.
Something changed in September and I started only having enough spoons for two, or sometimes only one of the above. Obviously, the one that has to happen is work.
Combine a lack of spoons with a minor running injury (going to physio this evening), being busy at work and having a bunch of work and personal trips in October, the spoons just kept running out.
Not only did blogging have to fall off (even when I know writing helps) so did keeping my house tidy (I’m a “my house looking like a show home” kind of person and it most certainly does not look like that right now), running, barre, spin, yoga.
Anything that wasn’t eating take out and watching TV pretty much didn’t happen.
Thankfully, there are medications that can help with the lack of spoons, and I have great friends who listen to me and support me when I’m sending ridiculously long messages acting as my therapist. (And a big thank you to everyone who has send me a text or FB message).
I am heading out of town again tomorrow (but this one is short and I get to spend an evening with a friend I haven’t seen in two years, and go to Trader Joe’s, so not all is lost) but will be putting in a call to my doctor today…..though I’m not certain she’d understand if I were to tell her I was running out of spoons lately….
I’ve been silent about anxiety and mental health recently, mostly because I didn’t have a heck of a lot to say other than “things are pretty good”, and now, well, they’re not. They’re not awful, but things do need a bit of a tweak to get some of those spoons back.
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