Tearful breakdowns at work in the past 2 days: 2. Uh oh.
I am not a public crier, this is not what I want to be doing.  My manager called me in for a chat this afternoon, and I was sure I was going to get into trouble for something.  I didn't. She wanted to know why I was looking so stressed - I didn't know what to tell her. I don't know what to tell myself. All I know is that every time she said the word 'stress' or 'pressure' - a tear formed in my eye, and then I couldn't hold the dam any longer. I dissolved.
I'm so embarrassed, for being so weak, for not being able to hold myself together.  There isn't any one thing that is stressing me out - I'm just tired - of work, of people, of being me, I think.  But how do I begin to fix this?
I think it's time to start paying attention to that doom radio playing in my head, again.
This can't be happening, again.
SB xx
 
1 comment:
Hold on dear friend!! You're not alone!!
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