Psychotic Basket Case

Gross week!!

I’ve been a psychotic basket case since Wednesday (mom’s death day). I had a decent day, well most of it although I did end up with the haircut from hell (it is really bad). BUT, my hubby did not acknowledge the day whatsoever and I am still so pissed at him– which makes for a great family vacation. I know to be mad isn’t my best self, but I can’t help it at this moment. I am still mad & stuck in this small cottage with him while the weather has been pretty bad. Ugh! I hate feeling like this 😬😬😬

Yesterday was day 100. My sister was up here with her boxed wine & started drinking in the afternoon. I was so miserable it’s a miracle I didn’t pick up to make myself more desperate. I didn’t want to ruin my streak & I also didn’t want to have to get out of the endless cycle again. I don’t even know if I’d make it out actually & that’s the truth.

SO…… I don’t even know what would make me happy right now… just time, I guess 🙈

I did go to the farmers market this morning. I’ve always liked the one up here, but everything seemed overpriced. I did get lots of produce though & already made fresh blueberry bread because all of the dessert cakes at the market had milk & egg in it. I’m looking forward to cooking up the veggies I got– that’ll help make me happy.

SO… I have my food & my sobriety. Even though I’m feeling psychotic & miserable & my hair looks like Einstein’s, it’s a good day ☀️

Published by Organic Revival

I am a mom of boys, wife, furmom, gardner, walker, runner, teacher, reader, writer and cook. I am 42 years old and live in the beautiful state of Michigan. I love my job as an elementary special education teacher. The most remarkable quality of mine is that I'm a recovering alcoholic.

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