I don't want to discuss real life in this journal for many, many reasons (stress and such chief among them), but I'll make an exception in this case, if only in the vaguest terms.
I have a very stressful job. At this point, a 12 hour day is a light one for me, and it's not getting any better as far as I can see. I need this job for many reasons, despite my current lack of enjoyment of life.
One of my defense mechanisms against such massive amounts of stress is to go into hiding. I close up, I don't see people or look on LJ, and I tend to read books until my eyes fall out of their sockets. For some reason, this works better than sleep or actual friends... which *shrug* will probably tell you something psychologically informative about me or something.
So, fair warning, as I feel myself entering one such phase: if I'm scarce in the coming days/weeks, it's not because I've lost interest in reading or writing or watching TV - it's that I'm hiding from life. When I've built up enough reserve of creative, or other, energy, I will be back to normal.
In the meantime, I'm trying to force myself to not lose complete contact with the outside world, as I've done that before and it sucks to try and come out again, but if I'm not as loud as I once was, you know why.
I have a very stressful job. At this point, a 12 hour day is a light one for me, and it's not getting any better as far as I can see. I need this job for many reasons, despite my current lack of enjoyment of life.
One of my defense mechanisms against such massive amounts of stress is to go into hiding. I close up, I don't see people or look on LJ, and I tend to read books until my eyes fall out of their sockets. For some reason, this works better than sleep or actual friends... which *shrug* will probably tell you something psychologically informative about me or something.
So, fair warning, as I feel myself entering one such phase: if I'm scarce in the coming days/weeks, it's not because I've lost interest in reading or writing or watching TV - it's that I'm hiding from life. When I've built up enough reserve of creative, or other, energy, I will be back to normal.
In the meantime, I'm trying to force myself to not lose complete contact with the outside world, as I've done that before and it sucks to try and come out again, but if I'm not as loud as I once was, you know why.