i actually contemplated walking out the door.
i was on a high of “fuck it” and “i can’t do this anymore”.
…drained right now.
it took me everything in my power to crawl off the couch to get my laptop.
i threw up all my lunch because my anxiety was in high gear.
if my boss can’t stand me…
Why don’t he just let me go?
why do underhanded shit?
i guess he is trying to get me to quit.
i dread going to this place.
i’m going to lay down.
i have no energy and my thought process is shot.
…let’s font tomorrow?
lowkey: the mercury retrograde ended days ago,
yet i still feel like i’m in it.