Tag: stress

I wish it were better news.

August 19, 2026

Trigger Warning: Job loss

I have a headache that has since turned into a migraine. It’s a pretty strong migraine, and a lot of the symptoms are making me feel very ill. This illness is making me regress to feel very childlike. I really want someone to take care of me and comfort me right now but because of my hyper independence, I’m alone.

I don’t know if it’s the migraine that is causing this depressed mood or if it’s my childhood trauma peeking out. It could also be the immense amount of stress that I’ve been dealing with lately. With the government actively trying to harm anyone and everyone and being laid off from work at one of the worst times in economic history, I have a lot to be stressed about. 

With this loss of my job and no real new opportunities on the horizon yet, I’m going to probably lose my health insurance. I’m already scheduled to miss my next migraine treatment because the doctor wanted to reschedule beyond my last day of work. If I’m already getting migraines, it’s only going to spiral out of control. 

I really want a hug right now. 

Stress

November 15, 2025

I’m losing my mind.

I am so stressed out over everything that anytime I don’t get enough sleep, I turn into a weeping mess. Everything sets me off. Especially commercials. They are meant to elicit an emotional response and damn do they work on me lately.

Let’s go through some of the shit I have been dealing with, in no particular order:

  • The government is actively trying to harm all of us. There is no easy way around it, it’s terrible.
  • My mom is still sick and I’ve been feeling extra guilty about not spending more time with her.
  • I’m on the brink of financial ruin. I have no savings and I’m still trying to buy Christmas gifts. I have so much debt and it’s becoming crippling again.
  • My job isn’t guaranteed especially with bullet point number one. We depend on pharmaceutical companies and if they lose money, we lose money. I don’t have a backup.
  • I might have to move in a few months. If my roommate can’t get a job (she’s been trying for YEARS) We will have to downsize. I love my apartment. It’s just too expensive for one income.
  • (Update: How could I forget?!) I’m also desperately touch starved. I have no one in my life I allow to give me affection. I’m never hugged and no one, except my cat, gets near me.

All I want to do is sit around and catch up on my TBR list. I have so many books I want to read but no attention span anymore. So, I just smoke weed and cry over Great British Bake Off.