Hello my friends. Been a while, but here I am. 7AM and awake when I really should be sleeping.
I am a worrier. I am very good at it. I am an emotional eater. I am very good at that too. These two things feed off each other (pardon the pun) making me eat and have more anxiety.
A couple of weeks ago someone I work with had a family emergency and she needs more time to help out. This person has been fantastic to me over the years so I offered to help.
Call it fate or answered prayers but I had recently decided I was tired of the bills looming and the wolf knocking at my door. The anxiety of the what ifs was killing me. I literally have nothing in case we have an emergency. I can’t live like that.
So I am currently in machine mode. Which means I am working all that I can and I will will continue to do so for as long as it takes to get things paid off and a little money in the bank.
Yes I am tired. Yes many days I just want to say fuck it and run away from my problems, but as we know problems have a way of Finding us.
So bear with me my friends. It’s not easy but I will do my best to not be a total fuck wad in the process.