I've been doing a lot of those fun quizzes that people post on their blogs.

I love them!!

Today I did about 4, some I posted in the comments, some I did not.

The same words keep popping up. Loner, antisocial, unique, snobbish.

I know these quizzes aren't accurate, or are they??

The Part of You That No One Sees

You are unique, witty, and even a little snobby. You're quite proud of who you are, and nothing is going to change that. You've paved your own way in life, and you've ended up where you want to be. Underneath it all, you feel very isolated from the rest of the world. It's hard to find people to relate to you on every level. The mundane interests of your friends and family often bore or depress you.

I have no friends from my past, high school classmates, I have not kept in touch with the many friends I made while traveling to different places while my ex-husband served in the Air Force.

Except for the few people I work with, which I consider aquaintances more than friends, the only people I maintain any type of relationship with is Sarah and Hook.

My family members all live many miles away. I talk to them rarely. Thanks to myspace, my sister and I do keep in touch more now than ever.

So what does this all mean??

 I'm a loner. I spend probably 75% of my life by myself.

It is very hard for me to put time into relationships. I'm not a girly girl that shops and will "do lunch."

I won't talk an issue to death, I don't have overwhelming feelings of sadness if someone doesn't like me.

All this from taking a few quizzes.

 Maybe I do need to get a life!!

~Nursey~

I've been suffering with sleeping habits again. I posted about it a while back on my dementia blog.

I sleep...

Now, I know everyone sleeps, but I can knock out between 10-16 hours a day in deep slumber. Unbelieveable, yes. Even with all the rest my main goal through the day is to get back to bed.

 I never feel rested.

I was in therapy a couple years back. I went on medication.

My therapist and my primary physician were in agreement that I sleep for escape reasons.

Seems a bit harmless to me.

Some people shop, drink, or eat to deal with anxiety or life issues.

Sleeping really doesn't cost anything,

I won't have a hangover or gain weight.

 

The medication I went on was not only to help me with my anxiety but to help with the OCD I suffer from.

Just imagine this....

I'd leave the house for work daily, get half way to my job and turn around.

I'd drive by to see if the garage door was closed, sometimes go in and check if the curling iron was still on...

I'd leave again, get a few blocks, turn around and drive by the house again... garage door, stove, curling iron...it really is a horrible thing.

Even though you KNOW these things are in check, you can't stop yourself from checking over and over again.

You feel insane.

I quit going to therapy a while back, I took myself off the medication and had severe withdrawl symptoms for 3 weeks.

The medication helped, I will admit, but to be honest I would not refill the perscription in time causing me even more anxiety.

So, I sleep, and I obsess.

It's me.

~NURSEY~

It's 3:00 a.m.

I'm sitting here with my thoughts.

I'm thinking of Hook.

I heard this song this evening on my sister's myspace page. It nearly brought me to tears.

Our relationship has always been this way. Hook on the road, me here.

Both exsistences very lonely.

He's still not well.

He leaves exhausted and struggles through his week.

Even with his first miles of driving he calls and tells me.....

"I'm on my way home."

~Nursey~

I try to post a new message on this blog every Tuesday, but I missed it. The happenings of late have really shut down my creative, thinking side and I'm kind of walking in a fog functioning day by day... hour by hour.

 

~Nursey~