A Jekyll & Hyde Day also known as Hormonal Imbalance

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A Jekyll & Hyde Day

aka - Hormonal Imbalance

Feelings

Yesterday was one of those split‑self days — the kind where the morning version of me is fully operational and the afternoon version is barely holding shape. A Jekyll & Hyde day in one body.

The morning started on the tracks. Train‑energy. All systems go. I was late to spin but still pushed myself, chasing endorphins . And for a while, they were. My body felt awake, my brain felt aligned, and even the OOTD reel I threw together quick worked better than it had thought, my words worked but I felt the doubt slowly creeping in.

After lunch

I chatted to my daughter — felt a wave rising behind me, but still manageable. Left the house for errands in school traffic, so not like me. That’s when the first wobble started. A weird feeling, like the floor under me had shifted half an inch.

By 4:30, the drop. Deflation. Dipping. Disappearing. Gone.

It was that 90's show Quantum leap that feeling — waking up somewhere naked you don’t recognize yourself - except it’s your own life. A sudden disconnect between who I was at 10am and who I’d become by late afternoon. My son FaceTimed with the baby, and it brightened me, but only in flickers. A spark, then darkness again. Heaviness inside my head, like the lights were off and nobody was home.

My brain disengaged. Yawning I couldn’t stop. That slow zombified slide into evening. Eventually I gave in, watched one Sewing Bee, and went to bed because there was nothing left in the tank.

Morning full steam train on the rails, afternoon fog. Two versions of me in one day.

OOTD - My full story twice with the reel and the blog.

Feelings: deflated, disconnected, dipped Outfit story: Number 73 top from Australia — a £1 Vinted find, £5.50 postage. Colin‑from‑Accounts energy, my full outfit story. Accidentally great, because the day took a twist.

Yesterday’s words were simple: I was here, and then I wasn’t. I was myself, and then I slipped. A whole emotional weather system passing through one body in twelve hours, I have no control over it , just like a period that comes on half way through the day (cyclical) with no warnings.

Derails me massively, storm cloud feeling of achieving nothing good.

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