It’s back to the hell hole for me. I don’t want to go.
My anxiety and panic have been out of control today. My health anxiety has soared. My nerves are shot and I just want to crawl up in a ball and cling to my bedroom door, kicking and screaming that I don’t want to go!!!
I enjoyed being off. I fought the anxiety/panic but it wasn’t as death defying. It wasn’t as hard. It was not as overwhelming. Don’t get me wrong, it was there but it wasn’t as largely crushing.
Now, I’m returning and I am dreading it.
I wish I would win the lottery. I wish I could find a different job. I wish…these people would learn how to treat people like they truly matter.
That’s all anyone wants isn’t it?
So off I go. Hoping I make it there let alone through the day!