Do you ever find yourself wanting to talk to someone? Do you even end up talking? Like why would you do that, what would you even talk about?!
I want to talk but at the same time I really don’t and it’s always at the worst times.
I need my family and I’m too far away from them so I’m stuck and unsure what to do.
I’m at my Lowest in a long time.
I’m just stuck and going round in circles, praying I can find a solution. I’m so frustrated and angry and upset and so tired all at once.
There’s nowhere to go this late at night so what do some of you guys do when it’s silent, dark, you can’t go anywhere and nobody is around to at least try to distract yourselves?
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Well, you’re here, and people here gladly talk with you. What’s going on?
Also, to answer the question, I usually write things, or pester my cats. Both have their merits.
Lol, my cat has a love hate relationship with me grabbing her belly and going merowwww loudly while flopping it. Just realized I might be insane.
I got a laser pointer yesterday and some catnip – I put three piles of catnip on the floor, got all the cats at their own stations, and then whipped out the laser pointer once they were good and doped up. It was like a cat moshpit. lol
Ha, that’s awesome.
I know. You guys are good. I just never know what to say, I’m not too sure what’s going on but I’m feeling so trapped. I’m tired of trying, it feels like I’m being dragged around. I just want to feel at ease, content but there is so much turmoil for no apparent reason.
Do you write anything in particular, like poetry, or just whatever comes to mind?
Aww I love cats, but I only have a pet budgie…not such a good combination haha!
I have the same problem. For me, I think it’s because I’ve gotten so used to having something to feel anxious or troubled about that it’s worked its way into a normal state of mind. I never know what current I’m fighting against, but it’s there, and it’s hard to turn around and float with the stream. So everything feels wrong because I’m not sure what’s wrong. Randomness of brain says, “Everything!”
Eh.. I just write stuff. Mostly stories that’ve been bouncing around my head all day, or rambling incoherent nonsense. Whatever bubbles out. lol.. a friend of mine’s mom has four parakeets and four cats, and they all coexist surprisingly well. It’s got a lot to do with the critter’s personalities, I think. Some cats are lovers at heart and not fighters. What’s your budgie’s name?
I think it’s the same for me too, it’s just all getting on top.
It’s cool that you write stuff, you must be quite creative then?!
His name is Charlie haha and he eats out of your hands and sits while you stroke him,- not for too long though he’s more independent since the other budgie died a few years ago and he likes to fly around the room the majority of the day haha