YES. Special hate for cheerful people and judgmental types who like to tell us haters to bone up on the vitamin D. Don't talk out of school, YO.

Wow NO, everyone that said yes should have their vitamin D level checked...SERIOUSLY!!! Just blood work and you can actually do something as simple as taking a vitamin pill.

This morning I got up, looked at the clock, and told myself that 8:30 was a perfectly reasonable time to wake up. So, I got up, peed, got some tea and was pissed when I saw that it was actually 6:30. Ugh. The only upside was that I spared my family that raving loon that I am every other morning. I absolutely hate life every single morning and I have for the past 38 years. Even as a toddler I had to be approached slowly.

Yes. I feel like a total failure who blew academic and career opportunities and am now stuck.

Today I definitely woke up this way!

Only every day - it's how I roll, Byotch.

That kid out in Hollywood, apparently.

Once in a while. But my 5 year old son - seems to wake up this way once a week.

Are you getting enough sleep? I felt similar until I started forcing myself to go to bed earlier. Now I feel a lot better in the morning.

Anonymous wrote:My first conscious and pre-conscious moments in the morning are currently a terrifying mix of dread, guilt, regret and denial, along with a rush of the lengthy mental todo list of things both doable and un-doable.

Then I get up and get on with it.

Good god this is so well put...the pre-conscious dread, fear and loathing are the worst part of the day.

No, not everything. Some days I hate one thing. A few days, I hate a few things. But I've never hated everything.

So now I feel very, very blessed.

Thank you.

Anonymous wrote:My first conscious and pre-conscious moments in the morning are currently a terrifying mix of dread, guilt, regret and denial, along with a rush of the lengthy mental todo list of things both doable and un-doable.

Then I get up and get on with it.

+1

When my husband and I were first married and things were simple, I sometimes woke up in the morning *so incredibly happy.* I think a lot about the dumpy first apartment we shared, how the fresh air felt so good coming through the open window in the mornings, how we would lay in bed and talk and eventually make a really hot pot of cheap coffee and ease our way into the day.

It makes me sad to admit this but I am quite certain I won't ever be that happy again.

Anonymous wrote:My first conscious and pre-conscious moments in the morning are currently a terrifying mix of dread, guilt, regret and denial, along with a rush of the lengthy mental todo list of things both doable and un-doable.

Then I get up and get on with it.

Gosh, that's me!

Sometimes though I have mornings wake-ups blessedly free from all those worries, and I lie in bed, at peace, contemplating the early morning sunlight in my bedroom... until I realize I'm super late, the kids are running amok, the lunches haven't been made, and there isn't anything in the fridge to make them with, and as usual my husband is AWOL.

Oh dear, is this what I have to look forward to?

Fuck hormones! I hate them.