All day today I have had this nagging feeling in my stomach that something was wrong. Either I did something wrong, or something was going to happen. It is kind of that cross between worry and guilt.
That is one thing I have never understood. How can I feel guilty and yet done nothing to feel guilty about. That sounds a little self-absorbed, or maybe self-deluded. But really this isn't my conscious telling me I did something wrong, and I am battling it because my mind said something to the contrary. I honestly cannot think I a single thing that has happened today that I should be this sick over. For the mechanism to work properly I would have to have at least an inkling that something, I said and/or did was less than honest, good, or right.
It is time for bed and I just can't seem to shake it. It is making it hard to fall asleep. I don't know what to do...
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