sunday night nerves

anonymous frustrated woman sitting on chair behind tiled wall
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It’s coming

Whether you want it or not,

As the clock marches round and around,

Furiously ticking off seconds and hours

And minutes and sleep twisted nights.

Do I dare close my eyes,

Knowing that clock

Will run like a bitch

And when they open again

My nightmares come true.

Uh oh, I’ve got that horrible Sunday night nervousness that wracks every new employee in the world. I have successfully completed my first week at my new school, and nobody died, but all of the things that did go wrong are playing on my mind.

I’m not struggling too badly but it is reminding me of a time when I really couldn’t handle those feelings of insecurity.

When I was in a really bad place, I tried to become a recruitment consultant and every Sunday I would feel sick. It got to the point where I was even getting chest pains and breathing problems.

I’m so thankful that I’m not in that state anymore. Now I’m nervous because I care rather than because I’m terrified.

Much Love

Rachel xx

5 thoughts on “sunday night nerves

  1. Nick

    You are doing brilliantly. I think sometimes we have to take matters one step at a time, one day at a time, to get through.

  2. Margot Kinberg

    I think we all have a case of nerves like that from time to time, Rachel. It’s hard to convince yourself at those times that everything will be alright. But it will. Deep breathing, meditation, and good music can really help. I know you’ll have a successful school year.

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