I have to leave the house today for tampons. I ordered a diva cup and it hasn’t arrived yet.
Not familiar with the diva cup? It’s a flexible cup you stick in your cooch when you’re menstruating. I was hoping to have it now so I wouldn’t have to get acquainted with it out in the backcountry. Dreams do not always come true.
The magnet above, holding Archie’s artwork in place, is from my older sister. It pretty much sums up how I feel about leaving the house today.
I know it will be good to get out, but my anxiety is off the charts. I woke up with a pounding chest, shaky limbs and the feeling of my blood racing.
Pisses me off to wake up like that. It makes it feel out of my control. I literally open my eyes and Whoop there it is. No warning, no time to prepare. Just a slap in the face.
I did finally get a call through to mental health partners. Service is patchy at our house and the service gods were shining down on me today.
I have a 2 hour phone call scheduled for Monday. I will have to sit in a parking lot somewhere.
It will be good practice for future appointments since we will be on the road campsite jumping. BLM lands let you stay in one spot for 14 days and then you have to pack up and move at least 20 miles.
I’m grateful we have such nice gear, who knew we were making such an investment. It’s sad that if our gear didn’t make us appear “wealthy” we would get picked on by the rangers. We’ve heard horror stories of people getting fucked with.
They still might pick on us seeing as our Yeti cooler is bright salmon colored….borderline hot pink
Such is the society we live in. Gotta look good on the outside.