So I was in a funk yesterday. Had a presentation and paper due that night with hours of no preparation. Sure I had all day to do it. No work. No morning classes. Should have been a cinch. But little ol me, Oh me, had issues.
I contacted some close ones for motivation. And sure enough I felt a lot better, Thanks all for the encouragement. But I could not get out of that chair. Yes that awful chair where I would sit and stare, zone out for 15 minutes, 30, maybe an hour. At least I am not crying or moping right. So that’s a plus.
Um I ate, for those of you who were wondering. And then I took a nap. Mom came home and got alarmed of my activity. I just sat there, numb. She asked me to take my laundry downstairs so that she could do it. Being a small person she can’t handle large weights. I refused. Eventually she dragged my hamper downstairs. I shielded my eyes, I couldn’t bare to see my Mom doing that.- How awful am I!
Still she invited me for dinner and of course I didn’t come. I wasn’t sleeping either, just in that funk, that state of emptiness. Dad came home not long after.
They didn’t bicker as much as usual. I found an excuse to get out of the house. A local business had a lucky number drawing in which we received our lucky numbers in the mail. I went to investigate.
I ended up hours away.