Fatigue and rage from sensory overload
Come with me while I explain how a fucking gecko ruined my day:
The chronic fatigue is especially bad with my toddler. It's not his fault, it's just he'll will scream and cry over the simplest things- and it's like it sucks my energy like a vampire. I will start to shake and feel like I have no muscles in my limbs. I'm overwhelmed with guilt, because I've promised to let him help me make muffins and he's so excited. But after his pointless tantrum my body is shutting down. I'll be wandering the house desperately trying to find my headphones, my slippers so I can't feel the floor, while I'm trying to rip my bra off like it's a vice.
And all the sudden- from the tv I keep threatening to sell: "dId yOU KnoW THAT GEICO cAn sAVE YOU hUndReDs on CaR InsuRANCE???!?!?"
And that's it. I'm out. I'm ready to set my TV on fire and put my son on the side of the road with a "free" sign. I'm exhausted while also feeling like I want to break all the windows out of my house. I'm dead set on dragging whoever invented commercials out into the street and beating them like a pinata. But I also desperately just want to crawl into bed and hide. It's like my whole body is a raw nerve.
Some days are just so bad, and the cycle repeats over and over. There has to be a better way.