A complete blog on how I was feeling and what was going on just erased.
Excuse me while I SCREAAAAAM!!!!!!!!!!
Pause for emotional breakdown #3298.
Words of encouragement, slaps in the face, grow the fuck up statements, everything is going to be ok hugs, they are all welcome right now.
I'll be back after I get through crying.
Good thing it's a super nice day. Otherwise I might me calling the psych ward.
Oh and just a little btw, I know it could be worse. None of us are dying. We have all of our limbs. We have clothes and food. We have a nice house. So yeah, I am thankful for that. I am not thankful for our paycheck shrinking to the size of a dried up sponge and trying to pay for the house, clothes, food. Not cool. Not cool at all.
4 comments:
Sorry . . . I know this sounds terribly trite, but it IS true: This, too, shall pass.
Love,
Paul
not stress too much...enjoy what you have. it will get better.
i am sorry that your stress level is high, that really stinks!
=( i know, buddy. i know
hang in there mama... and if there's anything we can help with (SERIOUSLY!) just say the word.
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