Definition of frayed
1: worn or shredded at the ends or edgesfrayed jeans
2: damaged, weakened, or worn down by strain or irritationfrayed nerves/tempers
I have highly tuned senses, and become frayed by noise, smells, too many people and excessive talking.
These last weeks I have had too much together time. I am frayed, frazzled, and cranky.
I am on edge with the entire shut down, stay at home order, the isolation, and loneliness.
My 20 yr old cat is dying, tonight.
Now I have been emotional numb, depressed, angry, and frayed in the last month. Indeed, I am all over the place, and hope that I resolve my distress soon.
I am seeing OCD behavior starting in me, having not had it...ever. I understand that this behavior is a result. It is my way of having control over myself and life.
I am not sleeping well, I am planning my to do list, and finding answers to questions, and worried about everything.
So, I dig in my garden to keep my mind occupied. I spend hours there, to a place of peace and quiet. To quiet my soul. To find peace. To find grace. To grieve my loss.
I hope that our elected officials of both parties will resolve the issues and come together to save our great nation.
We, the people....need this.....
I have noticed that my blog is following and showing detail of the pandemic and my reactions and psyche. This is an interesting thought.
I have highly tuned senses, and become frayed by noise, smells, too many people and excessive talking.
These last weeks I have had too much together time. I am frayed, frazzled, and cranky.
I am on edge with the entire shut down, stay at home order, the isolation, and loneliness.
My 20 yr old cat is dying, tonight.
Now I have been emotional numb, depressed, angry, and frayed in the last month. Indeed, I am all over the place, and hope that I resolve my distress soon.
I am seeing OCD behavior starting in me, having not had it...ever. I understand that this behavior is a result. It is my way of having control over myself and life.
I am not sleeping well, I am planning my to do list, and finding answers to questions, and worried about everything.
So, I dig in my garden to keep my mind occupied. I spend hours there, to a place of peace and quiet. To quiet my soul. To find peace. To find grace. To grieve my loss.
I hope that our elected officials of both parties will resolve the issues and come together to save our great nation.
We, the people....need this.....
I have noticed that my blog is following and showing detail of the pandemic and my reactions and psyche. This is an interesting thought.
