I never thought I'd be so near the end of my rope.
I thought it was hard before, at my old job. Insecure managers with no people skills. Overbearing co-workers who openly get away with sexual harassment without consequence. Demanding procrastinators who put the blame on everyone else. It was a very unhappy place.
That was nothing compared to this.
Wavering between sleeplessness and complete collapse. Headaches. Exhaustion. Anxiety. Frustration. Hopelessness. Fear.
Chained by responsibility. By guilt.
I don't even have the energy to game. Or write. Or anything.
I'd scream if I could. Or cry.
There must be something wrong with me. Everything I touch falls apart.
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