My (long due) depression finally caught up with me. Last evening I barely managed to get home, before I started crying like the world was ending. Not that there was any apparent reason, of course.
I have no idea how I'm gonna survive those two remaining days until weekend. I feel like crying all the time and there are many, many ways someone here can "trigger" me.
I want to crawl back to bed and never leave. Oh, hell, maybe I'll do just that. I'll tell my boss I'm sick (and I won't even be lying too much).
I have no idea how I'm gonna survive those two remaining days until weekend. I feel like crying all the time and there are many, many ways someone here can "trigger" me.
I want to crawl back to bed and never leave. Oh, hell, maybe I'll do just that. I'll tell my boss I'm sick (and I won't even be lying too much).