Monday morning blues

Monday 4th April 2022

I woke up with the Monday blues. I know, right? But I had full on anxiety, tears and crisis mode. It probably has many sources- Dad, post road trip blues, post tour blues, rainy weather and damp washing, money anxiety... but the great thing was...

I cried!!!!

I was always a crier. I would cry just looking at another person crying and I didn't know why they were crying. I cried at airports, school concerts, Susan Boyle's audition... I would even cry while laughing. But after my friend died in 2015, it stopped. I could feel it being stored away somewhere and as a therapist, I knew how dangerous that could be. To try bring up the tears I watched sad movies, listened to tragic cases in my clients, I even walked the Camino... nada.

5 years later I discovered where all the suppressed tears went- into a huge renal cyst. 1,5 litres of them. So you can understand why I welcomed the tears even if my anxiety was all over the place today. I managed to pull myself together and got a huge amount of things done so I'm ending this day feeling more like my (last few years) self.

Plus I saw my running wife (although I can't call myself running, anymore). Cake is good medicine for the soggy Monday blues.