I’ve been feeling really uggh lately… anxious and stressed and icky. Not like anything’s really wrong, but nothing’s really right either. Not working and not having money and all manner of things all tied up together, plus I’ve not been able to write for the past month or so. I feel like that bit inside me where the words are has all dried up and every time I think about writing, I just want to curl up and have a nap. Since my leg/hip problem, I’ve not even been able to go running to de-stress myself. It’s just like a big uggh hamster wheel.
Tomorrow I’m finally going to the myotherapy clinic to have my leg looked at. Hopefully they’ll be able to tell me something concrete. I can’t stand wishy-washy medical advice. I don’t want to be told to wait and see how things “feel”. I want to be told YES I can run and not do any damage, or if not that then be given an exact date and time. I’m starting to think I should have gone to the doctor at least a week ago.
I’ve finished watching all five seasons of Angel – and now I’ve started watching 24. I’ve not seen it before it’s definitely not helping the stress levels! Just finished watching season 1.