Waiting sucks.
Like, really sucks.
And there’s so much to waiting too. It’s not just a countdown of days, hours, minutes, etc. it’s all the anticipation that goes with it.
It’s the building up of what could be, good or bad. This thing could be great. But you build it up to be the best experience where you meet the love of your life, and you’ll look back on this day fondly for the rest of your life. Or, it could go horribly wrong. You could be late, and everything goes wrong. If it’s a doctor’s appointment they could find something wrong, horribly wrong.
You never know what to expect, even when you think you do. Even if you’ve been through this a thousand times.
On the first day of school, you know exactly how it’s going to play out. You either walk, get dropped off, or take the bus to school, and you find out what classroom you go to. You go there, probably end up doing some stupid get-to-know-everyone exercises, and get to know your teachers where you know pretty quickly how much you’re going to like them. If it’s a half day, you go home, if it’s not you have lunch and that awkward moment of where do you sit? And then more of the same.
But what’s going to happen in the in-between? Are you going to make an ass of yourself when you introduce yourself? What if someone zones in on you and decides they’re going to make your life a living hell for no other reason than because they don’t like your face? I’ve had that happen to me before. Gotta love middle school.
Waiting also really sucks because my brain will go into this mode, and others have expressed this same thing, known as waiting time. It’s like there’s a period around a day or appointment where you get so close to it you can’t do anything or think of anything else because you’re waiting on it. And you don’t want to be late for it. This could be, you have an appointment at 4 and you need to leave at 3 to be able to get there in time. So after 12, your brain tells you it’s waiting time. So as much as you need to do laundry, clean the bathroom, or do any number of hobbies, your brain says no. No time. Gotta go in like 3 hours.
So now I’m just stuck sitting here, not really interested in any of the things I’m doing to pass the time and desperately craving more dopamine but my brain is yelling at me any time I try to do anything else.
And it’s not like I only have hours to wait. At the time of writing this, it’s Thursday. My appointment is on Saturday. My brain is still in waiting mode. And it has been since like Tuesday I think.
I know it’s a pretty big thing, but having to force myself to write this and do laundry is not easy. Do you know for how many days I’ve been staring at this pile of crap on my desk that needs to be put away that I really want to get rid of but still have that paralysis? Like 9!
And what is so important that I’m in a days-long waiting mode? I’m going for my first tattoo on Saturday. I’m super excited and anxious. I know I’m hyping it up in my mind. I don’t know how much it’s going to hurt, but I know it’s going to be uncomfortable.
I got to see the first round of concept art last week and I guess the beginning of this week made it all really seem real. I’ve wanted this since I was 10 years old, and it’s finally happening. This doesn’t help with the issue of waiting mode because I’ve been in waiting mode for this for the past 16 years.
So I’m excited, and nervous, and anxious, and happy. And I need some way to get all this nervous energy out, but when I try my brain starts screaming at me that I don’t have the time. I don’t know if this is something everyone deals with, or if it’s just an ADHD thing.
To summarize, waiting sucks.