Stayed up til 2:30 a.m. looking for alternate employment.
Contemplating throwing an entry in to a contest that I feel I have little aptitude for but everyone else says otherwise.
Bumped again in to guy that keeps asking me out (for years), he is victim to same place's dealings, but on the consumer end.
Trying to be accepting, calm, you name it. Feeling horrid, disheartened, afraid & hopeless.
Going to be a horrendous next 2 weeks. Three, including rest of this one.
Hoping relative & partner reconcile.
Hoping Gaviscon works in reverse, better gut = less anxiety.