I told Craig and the kids not to be afraid to ask for anything they need from me for their mental health, but while I know they will give me the same gift, I have no idea what that would be. My first instinct is food. Ice cream. But that's only momentarily satisfying and I end up getting mad at myself for trying to medicate with food. I tried distracting myself with mindless games to get away from doomscrolling, but that only works for a while. I would read, but all of the books I'm in the middle of right now are at super-anxious moments, and it's only adding to mine. I'm not good company so I don't want to inflict myself on anyone, even if there was someone I could.
Which leaves me whingeing online. Sorry.
