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Sep. 28th, 2018 11:49 amI'm so fucking tired.
This fucking week, politics, self-care, self-loathing, brain weasels
I tapped out of work today because it was evident from pretty much the first hour I would not be able to give it the attention it requires and deserves. I believe it was the right call, confirmed when the time for the vote rolled around and Jeff Flake was... himself basically.
I am cranky and resentful I have to take this time off from my normally scheduled life because I can't even enjoy it. A self-care day isn't always a spa day, and this is definitely one of those. I even went to the grocery store to go buy a steak, because I wanted steak and it's a day off. And then I came home and I just ran out of can, so I'm having soup for lunch instead (pun not intended but acknowledged).
And I also feel shitty for taking the day off, regardless of necessity, and guilty for being privileged enough to do so. Which is stupid as hell, but that does not keep the feeling from happening. And like. There are plenty of women and other sexual assault and/or abuse survivors going about their day normally, out of necessity or want. I am not a victim of anything save being a woman, and it feels silly to be so upset about things, however awful, that have happened only to other people. I recognize these are not rational responses, but they are there, and I am feeling them. idk. it's been a bad fucking week, and the last two days have been really hard.
This fucking week, politics, self-care, self-loathing, brain weasels
I tapped out of work today because it was evident from pretty much the first hour I would not be able to give it the attention it requires and deserves. I believe it was the right call, confirmed when the time for the vote rolled around and Jeff Flake was... himself basically.
I am cranky and resentful I have to take this time off from my normally scheduled life because I can't even enjoy it. A self-care day isn't always a spa day, and this is definitely one of those. I even went to the grocery store to go buy a steak, because I wanted steak and it's a day off. And then I came home and I just ran out of can, so I'm having soup for lunch instead (pun not intended but acknowledged).
And I also feel shitty for taking the day off, regardless of necessity, and guilty for being privileged enough to do so. Which is stupid as hell, but that does not keep the feeling from happening. And like. There are plenty of women and other sexual assault and/or abuse survivors going about their day normally, out of necessity or want. I am not a victim of anything save being a woman, and it feels silly to be so upset about things, however awful, that have happened only to other people. I recognize these are not rational responses, but they are there, and I am feeling them. idk. it's been a bad fucking week, and the last two days have been really hard.
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