Actually, I’ve come to the conclusion that I’m well beyond sanity at this point. I find myself short-tempered, my blood pressure is up, I came close to having a fit tonight because a family member turned off the news while I was watching it, then proceeded to overcook dinner to the point it was inedible. I’m obsessive and find that I am not performing revenue producing tasks in favor of reading The Daily Beast and Politico or watching CNN and MSNBC. I work from home so self-discipline’s a must. It’s waning and I am having a hard time kicking it into gear. I had to request a prescription for sleeping pills and now I’m afraid to use it for fear that the air raid sirens will go off in the middle of the night and I’ll sleep right through the attack by N. Korea or Russia or any of a number of smaller threats. And every time the lamps flicker, I’m convinced the Russians are shutting down the power grid and while all the alarms are off, going to put some kind of toxic substance into our water systems. I have a permanent pain in my gut lately and I lose my temper with my dogs who are so sensitive to my stress, they’ve been peeing on the carpet, which only heightens my frustration and sense of powerlessness. I’ve always had a control issue; I need to feel in charge of my life. I don’t deal well with ambiguity. But now, I feel as if I have lost all control. There’s not a damned thing I can do to turn this around, to find a safe space, to restore my sanity. And there probably won’t be for another 2-6 years. And that’s a crippling thought. OK…that’s it for now. I’m in the throes of a major anxiety attack. By morning, I hope this will have passed. If not, I may just disappear off the grid for a while til I can pull it back together.