I am finding that the more anxious I get, the worse my writer's block gets. I am highly annoyed with this. I know that I could be creating better content and more engaging material. But my brain is not cooperating. I am frantically looking at the situation trying to find a solution and not finding one. Gods help me, this is going to suck. And my seasonal affective disorder is acting up. Ugh.
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Tuesday, November 11, 2025
NaBloPoMo: Spinning my wheels.
You know that loading icon? The perpetually spinning circle? That is my brain right now. Several familial challenges have popped up over the last two weeks. I'm thinking hard but not getting anywhere remotely close to a solution. I've got some bad feelings about one of the situations. A member of the extended family is having some health difficulties and it is deeply concerning. I'm just plumb out of ideas on how we can help. And then there's my youngest son's challenges with the school where I'm in a holding pattern waiting for them to come back to me with proposed solutions. To be honest, my anxiety meter is pegged at high and I think it's going to stay there for a little while.
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