I get down here, first night crash early, second night wild restlessness, fever dreams / sweats, it’s like I’ve eaten something wrong running to the loo several times, third night all gone, good sleep and everything is back to normal.
Weird. Only happens when there’s no one here, no stress, same diet. It’s like a weight is lifted, body spazzes out for a day or two then it just stops. Every time.
Missed bros b’day dinner on fri. Very much a tradition, ol’ boy always books a restaurant and it’s frowned upon if you miss one. This was basically “fuck it I need the purge” don’t care who sulks.
Called the p’s last night expecting the sulk. Nothing. Was speaking to ol’ girl and she was not impressed with bro (arrogant, speaking over). She’s a bit more honest about some things in her mental state. Think ol’ boy sees that now too. Have been accused many times of driving a wedge in the family by avoiding bro/sil. Not any more though. Finally put to rest (which is a relief, was second guessing myself way too long w/ that).
Sort of a 4 in 1 win. Purge, no shitty dinner, no sulk, now no perceived wedge driving. All I had to do was nothing for 3 days. Amazing.
SIL’s family are here on tues. (15 of them) to see her baby for the first time so that is a dinner I’m happy to go to (they’re good fun and it’ll be nice to see them meet the new addition).
The Purge! I call it “The Clean Out”. I name the stages. The first one is Jesus Christ the second one is how is there anything left? the third is all show and no punch. Love a good clean out.
Well that’s the purge done.
Only in the last 3 years has this happened.
I get down here, first night crash early, second night wild restlessness, fever dreams / sweats, it’s like I’ve eaten something wrong running to the loo several times, third night all gone, good sleep and everything is back to normal.
Weird. Only happens when there’s no one here, no stress, same diet. It’s like a weight is lifted, body spazzes out for a day or two then it just stops. Every time.
Missed bros b’day dinner on fri. Very much a tradition, ol’ boy always books a restaurant and it’s frowned upon if you miss one. This was basically “fuck it I need the purge” don’t care who sulks.
Called the p’s last night expecting the sulk. Nothing. Was speaking to ol’ girl and she was not impressed with bro (arrogant, speaking over). She’s a bit more honest about some things in her mental state. Think ol’ boy sees that now too. Have been accused many times of driving a wedge in the family by avoiding bro/sil. Not any more though. Finally put to rest (which is a relief, was second guessing myself way too long w/ that).
Sort of a 4 in 1 win. Purge, no shitty dinner, no sulk, now no perceived wedge driving. All I had to do was nothing for 3 days. Amazing.
SIL’s family are here on tues. (15 of them) to see her baby for the first time so that is a dinner I’m happy to go to (they’re good fun and it’ll be nice to see them meet the new addition).
Anyway this morning's sunrise:
with a relevant rave choon
Oh that’s so good. Love a good purge.
The Purge! I call it “The Clean Out”. I name the stages. The first one is Jesus Christ the second one is how is there anything left? the third is all show and no punch. Love a good clean out.
Could be stress hitting you when you get a minute to yourself. Great news about how it turned out though
yep :( this is cortisol something or rather body thing.