Leave me alone

Sunday, September 17, 2023

At least my kiddo and I don’t seem to have rough days on the same day.

My kiddo’s disposition did a complete 180º from yesterday… which is good because to day was my day to meltdown. Oh, and did I mention that there’s ANOTHER Adderall shortage? Yeah, because of course there is. Oh, and I’m also out of my Wellbutrin. Do you know what that means? If you guess that it means anxiety attacks, that you are today’s winner.

My the end of the first game, I was practically jumping out of my skin. It didn’t help that the fields are super close to each other and the other team’s parents were being loud and obnoxious. Oh, and I should start with spilling my PSL on my WHITE Disneyland Paris hoodie. That didn’t help anything.

The breaking point came after the first game. While we were waiting for the field for the second game to clear, I started to feel my anxiety rise. Then, when trying to set up the recording devices (I stream the game from my phone to Game Changer and from my iPad to Facebook for my parents), the other team’s family decided to completely monopolized the space behind the plate, causing me to awkwardly reach over them to hook things up to the fence. Then, one of said parents came up to me and wanted to trade line-ups since we were both doing the books. I was already aggravated, and he made it a point to passive aggressively express his displeasure that I didn’t want to give him my name. It was at that point that I have the book to Amanda’s husband and took a walk before I completely lost it. Only bright spot, the girls beat them.

By the time we got home around 3pm, I was done. I laid on the couch and that was all she wrote until about an hour ago. Honestly, I’m not sure if it’s the stress of the day or the lack of medication, but I’m spent.

Time to go back to sleep to forget this day ever happened.