I was looking at the weather website and noticed this. I can’t help but sometimes wonder if they realize how much power a name gives something? Obviously, my 80’s baby brain goes to Fred Flintstone. Yabba Dabba Doo~! Fred sliding in on that dinosaur tail.
I used to love that show as a kid. Even didn’t mind the little live-action film they threw together back in the day. Maybe we’ll luck out and get a bunch of rain from this tropical system? It’s been in the 90’s°F (what’s that like 33ish°C?) all this week. I feel like I’m going to cook to death outside. Urgh.
Everything feels awful right now. I was doing well, but then everything hit hard at the same time. People I haven’t spoken to in months have reappeared. Some part of me can’t bring myself to trust anything anyone says anymore. Or trust my own value.
Maybe I’m not a good judge of character. Maybe I’m not deserving of friends. The common factor in all the bad things always points back to me. Maybe I’m terrible and I’ve just been lying to myself. I feel fake. I feel like I’ve tricked the whole world into thinking I’m a better person than I am.
I’m also frustrated because it feels like I’m not treated as a separate entity from my SO. Just because something has been said to my SO doesn’t mean that I instantly know it. Does anyone else ever feel like that? DBT usually helps with communication. I just don’t have it in me right now. I had been really excited to have an extra buffer day to pace my posts out, but it didn’t take much to take the wind out of my sails.
Sorry, folks. I hope things get better tomorrow.
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