Motorpsycho Nightmare
Meltdown.
I lost my ability to cope yesterday. Completely.
It's happened before, the way my head feels is familiar although not at all welcome.
I don't know what happened.
I'm also not sure what to do about it. Because something must be done. I've gotta dig in there and
deal. Not with the poison man, not with the-man-who-will-not-be-my-husband, not with her man ah.
With me. I'm going to try to start with serenity & grace.
Beware the Ides of March. Indeed.
