I’m having an icky day. A merp day. When I’m feeling anxious or like I’m on the cusp of falling into a depressive state, I associate that feeling with just feeling blah, feeling urgh, feeling merp. Sort of like:
“How are you feeling?”
Interestingly, I googled “merp” to provide some sort of contest. Urban Dictionary gave me this definition:
It’s a merp day.
What bums me out even more is that I am coming off of 7 really incredible days! I felt so happy at work, at home, in between. I had very few panic attacks at work, and my negative self-talk was minimal. I had no paranoid thoughts about my boyfriend leaving me…
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