When life hands you an anchor..

You ever have those days when NOTHING works? I mean, not a damn thing?! Today was that day. Pinned onto the end of a long, stressful week. It's not often that work that bring me to my knees. I mean, I have a bad day here and there, just like anyone. But it's been a good long while since work has made me want to cry. It was just so hard this week, y'all. SO HARD. And I have to go back tomorrow. I'm trying not to think about it.

Let's add a heaping pile of female hormones into the mix and you have yourself a recipe for a melt down of epic proportions. But I didn't melt down. I held my shit together all week long like a good little trooper..as usual. And now, I'm home alone. The silence is both comforting and grating (did I mention the hormones?).  I feel like a jumble of thoughts and feelings, which is making me a little sick to my stomach, but also utterly rung out with nothing else to give, which just makes me feel tired.

And I am tired, so tired. I've been tired for days. And I'm sad (see: Hormones), but I think that's just because I'm alone which gives me too much time to think. And I think I'll just go crawl into bed early....again....because keeping myself upright is just taking too much energy right now.