...Strangely not all in a bad way. This feels weird as I haven't been here for so long. I've been keeping an off line journal instead. I'm on my 7 day break from the pill and I don't know if this is the cause but I'm all over the place, happy then tearful, needy then bubbly. So far I've been fine at work, lets hope I'm over this blip before Monday morning. I don't think there is enough chocolate in the world right now to keep me bouncing.
This new job is going quite well so far, loving the hours, the job and the people but I really wanted to make friends from my age group/mindset so I had people I could socialise with outta work. We went bowling yesterday night which was good fun despite being so tempted to stay at home. My dilemma is that I have gotten so outta the groove of socialising that now I am rubbish at it. (Or is it that my self esteem is so low?). Or at least it takes me an age to relax without alcohol. My body won't even let me get wasted. Take last night, I had my free glass of wine and then bought a pint of coke!!! When I got my second glass I felt a bit queasy and couldn't finish it.
Anywayz, so I tried (maybe not hard enough) to fit in, made and effort to speak to people I don't normally, but couldn't really relax. The first game was fun but then I got bored and as I got bored I got more and more insular and introspective. I went to the pub afterwards, hoping to get another drink and relax, but found that by 10.30 I was yawning every 5 minutes, and I didn't think I could stomach anything else to drink. I felt so old and outta place.
I was looking forward to working close to home, to having local drinking buddies, but I can't compete or even stay out like I wanted. So, whats the point in that? I felt younger and freer for a bit, and managed to relax for 10 minutes here and there, but it must've been blatantly obvious how uncomfortable I was. 3 people asked me if I'd had a good time as I left and it felt like they were pitying me, although they were probably just being friendly and I'm being paranoid. I've also realised I've developled a crush on one of the lads I work with. It's not something that would ever go further, but sitting in the cab home I did think about hinting to him, I think I just find it hard to be friends with good looking men. He's not even that good looking but he makes me laugh.
Building work is a third complete. I look forward to having my home back. I think that has also left me feeling unsettled and vulnerable. I mean, we're sleeping on the futon in the front room, although I'm on a good wage and paying my way now I think its unsettled me, made me think of the years in dodgy bedsits and studio flats, and I feel like I'm regressing. Just as I'm finding out and coming to terms with who I am as a married person and as an individual it feels like a massive step backwards.
Dammnit!
Take care y'all
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