I think I mentioned fairly recently that I've been suffering from some crippling anxiety. The reasons many, most of which I've not blogged about, and likely won't for some time. Suffice it to say that I'm tweaked out.
A couple of days ago, the anxiety began to physically manifest itself as an itchy rash. Weirdest thing I've ever seen. It hasn't been as bad the last two days, but then I had an incident today with one of the cats biting me and that sent me into a fury that I think made it worse again.
The worst thing about the anxiety is that the root causes are largely things I either can't control, shouldn't fear or otherwise let go of. This is a transformational year in so many ways for me, and I don't think I'm keeping up with the changes very well. I'm not adapting, and it frustrates me because I want most of the change, and there are even bigger changes that I still want.
I really want to restore my laid-back self.