I’ve told you all some of what’s going on in my head but what I haven’t told you is who I am (don’t be silly I’m not going to announce my name, address and dob on the internet for all to see).
I don’t know where to start.
I’m in my 30’s, I like to think I dress well but I still have my days of tracksuits and loungewear for the days I just cba.
We live in the south of England on the coast. It’s beautiful here.
I smoke like a chimney at times and I drink like a sailor when I want to (although I’m trying to cut down on this). I love my black coffee.
On the outside it seems I have it all together, organised, efficient, well presented when in reality I’m constantly winging it. Trying my best to do everything I can to the best of my ability and a lot of the time I fail at this.
My boss has the perfect analogy for me he says “I’m like a swan gliding across the water all graceful and serene, while my legs are paddling like f@!k trying to keep my head above the water” (I’d say more of a duck than a swan personally) what a lot of people don’t know is that to function the way I do I have to take anti anxiety meds every morning to make it through the day and even then that’s sometimes not enough and I have to take additional medication to keep me functional.
I don’t make friends easily but when I do they’re friends for life.
I’m very closed about everything. I rarely speak to people and a lot of the time I like to hide away from the world. But yet I come across as very confident.
There are a million and one things on my to do list, I very rarely complete any of them and if I do they’re usually the reoccurring ones like cleaning which never goes away.
Coffeebreakgal 