Irrational.
Nov. 22nd, 2003 01:50 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
cabbitzillaFor those who haven't had the joy of catching one of my explosive mood crashes in the teeth, this is both warning and apology.
Some of the folks that know my very well are aware that my pet guinea pigs are ... more than simple pets to me. When my life crashed into rubble three years ago, I lost 80% of my circle of friends... and spent a lot of time curled up on the sofa, watching my piggies romp about. They ended up family, rather than pets. Oliver's gone; I lost him to a heart attack, and went utterly insane for a bit. Kweepie, and later Gutav, continued to be the focus of my immediate RL - they get more time and attention than the computer.
And both of them are sick, and I'm going out of my mind. Gus has a skin condition that's got him broken open in a couple of places.... and Kweepie's had a stroke, and is dragging himself around and being afraid to move. And I'm going completely insane. My moods are ricocheting all over the spectrum, and I'm spending a lot of time crying.
And last night, I erupted at someone I love about someone I hold very dear. I worry that the fallout from that will damage things further.
So I'm trying to dig out of that, and throttle my stress, and worry about the piggies.
Pardon me while I go throw up.
Some of the folks that know my very well are aware that my pet guinea pigs are ... more than simple pets to me. When my life crashed into rubble three years ago, I lost 80% of my circle of friends... and spent a lot of time curled up on the sofa, watching my piggies romp about. They ended up family, rather than pets. Oliver's gone; I lost him to a heart attack, and went utterly insane for a bit. Kweepie, and later Gutav, continued to be the focus of my immediate RL - they get more time and attention than the computer.
And both of them are sick, and I'm going out of my mind. Gus has a skin condition that's got him broken open in a couple of places.... and Kweepie's had a stroke, and is dragging himself around and being afraid to move. And I'm going completely insane. My moods are ricocheting all over the spectrum, and I'm spending a lot of time crying.
And last night, I erupted at someone I love about someone I hold very dear. I worry that the fallout from that will damage things further.
So I'm trying to dig out of that, and throttle my stress, and worry about the piggies.
Pardon me while I go throw up.
