“I’m tired of problems and stress right now.”
What about me? You think I’m all jolly and dandy? You think I’m in the best place? You think I’m doing great? You think this doesn’t kill me? You think this doesn’t stress me out? If you don’t think so, then why did I lose my appetite for almost three weeks? Why did I cry and go fucking nuts for a few days where I couldn’t even drive because I was scared of myself? Why did I almost faint at work, not once but twice? Why do I have two coworkers that ask me everyday if I’m okay. Why is my coworker being a “therapist” or “shrink” to me? I’m stressed out and its consuming my health…
