I'm not much of an anxious person - never really have been, I don't think. Had some OCD tendencies as a kid (would quadruple check that nothing was plugged into any outlets in the house, for example, before heading to bed), but overcame most of them as an adult.
But man, for the last few weeks, I've caught myself staying up too late not because I'm having fun playing a game or relaxing enjoying a movie; but because it's delaying the inevitability of waking up the next day. Which then, of course, leads to the next morning - and, literally, within a couple minutes of waking up, I can feel this... pit?... in my stomach. I don't think it's anxiety. It's like this - for lack of a better word - dread.
But the problem, really, is I can't place the reason. Work is going well and have been given generally good marks and praise. Money situation is okay; actually just got a little further ahead recently than expected on something. Home life is good - I love my wife and she seems content at her job; our baby daughter is beautiful, happy, and healthy. No crazy drama or huge life changes (had our daughter and moved this past summer, but those were good things). But even still.... dread. It usually lasts through work and starts to dissipate as the evening unfolds, and unfortunately seems most absent late into the night.
I do think some of it has to do with the "round the clock" work schedule most have, including myself. Getting the emails at night or a meeting invite that changes how the next morning is going to unfold. None of it ever amounts to a "bad" situation. It's not like most emails ruin my night or anything. And I don't think that's enough to set it off.
I had a similar feeling about three years ago that lasted about 3-4 months. I did go to the doctor that time, explained myself. I was offered meds, but I didn't want to take them (never have, didn't feel it was super necessary). I bumped up my workouts at the time and my diet was already good, and it eventually kind of just... went away. I know my exercise has fallen in the winter - this season has been BRUTAL this year - but I still hop on a treadmill a couple times a week and my diet hasn't been total shit.
I do think I miss f***ing sunlight, damn... no blue skies in a couple months. But again, doesn't seem like it'd be a trigger.
TL;DR - I'm up at 12:08 am for no good reason, and figured I start a thread in boredom. Share your "Sunday Scarys" or general worries ITT. Re-reading this post, really didn't mean to make it somber. Just figured it'd be good to have a topic to swap stories, navigate through reasoning, address past concerns, and share tips!
But man, for the last few weeks, I've caught myself staying up too late not because I'm having fun playing a game or relaxing enjoying a movie; but because it's delaying the inevitability of waking up the next day. Which then, of course, leads to the next morning - and, literally, within a couple minutes of waking up, I can feel this... pit?... in my stomach. I don't think it's anxiety. It's like this - for lack of a better word - dread.
But the problem, really, is I can't place the reason. Work is going well and have been given generally good marks and praise. Money situation is okay; actually just got a little further ahead recently than expected on something. Home life is good - I love my wife and she seems content at her job; our baby daughter is beautiful, happy, and healthy. No crazy drama or huge life changes (had our daughter and moved this past summer, but those were good things). But even still.... dread. It usually lasts through work and starts to dissipate as the evening unfolds, and unfortunately seems most absent late into the night.
I do think some of it has to do with the "round the clock" work schedule most have, including myself. Getting the emails at night or a meeting invite that changes how the next morning is going to unfold. None of it ever amounts to a "bad" situation. It's not like most emails ruin my night or anything. And I don't think that's enough to set it off.
I had a similar feeling about three years ago that lasted about 3-4 months. I did go to the doctor that time, explained myself. I was offered meds, but I didn't want to take them (never have, didn't feel it was super necessary). I bumped up my workouts at the time and my diet was already good, and it eventually kind of just... went away. I know my exercise has fallen in the winter - this season has been BRUTAL this year - but I still hop on a treadmill a couple times a week and my diet hasn't been total shit.
I do think I miss f***ing sunlight, damn... no blue skies in a couple months. But again, doesn't seem like it'd be a trigger.
TL;DR - I'm up at 12:08 am for no good reason, and figured I start a thread in boredom. Share your "Sunday Scarys" or general worries ITT. Re-reading this post, really didn't mean to make it somber. Just figured it'd be good to have a topic to swap stories, navigate through reasoning, address past concerns, and share tips!
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