I'm exhausted. Only a few weeks into this shitty T life and it just seems to get louder and louder
I'm trying to make an effort not to notice it but that's frickin' exhausting. I hear it, then try to consciously make the decision to ignore it but it always seems to creep back in. I feel like my mind is constantly on high alert and multi tasking.
Yesterday my daughter wanted to lay in the couch and watch a movie with me and I couldn't keep my concentration in the movie. I flitted between trying to ignore the T, watch the movie and be present with my girl and by the end if the movie I was exhausted. Something that was once relaxing was hell for me.
I'm sorry to vent, I'm just on the corner of struggle street and pity parade
I'm trying to make an effort not to notice it but that's frickin' exhausting. I hear it, then try to consciously make the decision to ignore it but it always seems to creep back in. I feel like my mind is constantly on high alert and multi tasking.
Yesterday my daughter wanted to lay in the couch and watch a movie with me and I couldn't keep my concentration in the movie. I flitted between trying to ignore the T, watch the movie and be present with my girl and by the end if the movie I was exhausted. Something that was once relaxing was hell for me.
I'm sorry to vent, I'm just on the corner of struggle street and pity parade