something isn't quite right
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it's been a long few weeks. lots on my mind, so many scattered thoughts being pulled in a million different directions.
i think something really is wrong with me. this time, i really am going to go get help, instead of just talking about getting help. the problem is, i don't know what is really wrong with me. i try to talk it out or explain and all i do is talk in circles and then start crying. something just is wrong, out of place...
1. the amount i've been crying has been increasing at a rapid rate, lately they're not even provoked, i just can't help it.
2. i constantly have that feeling in the back of my head that i'm forgetting to do something, it's like that small panic that won't go away.
3. i have too much free time, i am incapable of relaxing. i can't just sit in front of the tv, it feels like i'm wasting time, i start to go crazy and invent things for myself to do or reasons that i need to leave. i'll get in my car and just sit there, wondering where i could possibly go, trying to rack my brain for something that i could need to do or get.
4. if i'm even the slightest bit stressed it becomes this huge driving force, even last weekend, i was going to have dinner with burt but i needed a rehearsal dinner dress first. my mom had to tell me several times to calm down because i was biting my cuticles and nearly shaking because i just...worked myself up. like, it suddenly became a HUGE stressful situation for me. i usually handle stress fairly well.
5. i'm irritable. and snap even if someone is just joking with me.
what's wrong with me?
i mean, i'm still functioning, but it really bothers me that i don't feel quite right. i was really looking forward to being able to do nothing and it's driving me absolutely crazy. i work 10 hours a week, m-f and just got hired at cold stone for about 20-30 hours a week. i had to have that other job, yeah, the money will be nice, but i just, i have to have something else to do with myself.
i started reading again which i think is just...my escape. i read twilight and freaking devoured it and finished the 2nd book as well, its so hard for me to not buy the 3rd to read it. i bought looking for alaska and finished that instead...i've read 3 books in 2 weeks. i'm starting to do my, obsess over fictional characters thing. i go through these phases, i always have it's just been a while since i've had one and it totally caught me off guard. i build them up in my head so much that i am always imagining what it would be like if i encountered them in real life. like if edward cullen (whom i should add is a vampire) were to swoop through my window and fall in love with me. it's completely absurd. yet, i can't stop thinking about it. i think i need a library card, buying books is getting too expensive.
i don't understand why i'm so uncomfortable with "doing nothing"

