Sorry to anyone reading this absolute moan of a post, I just need to let my feelings out!
This post isn’t really book related but it’s me announcing a spontaneous hiatus for at least this week and depending on how next week goes, maybe another week, too. Work is really affecting me and I have no capacity to think of anything else right now. I’m so fucking exhausted and feeling incredibly hopeless and I hate it. I know it’s just this phase of work I’m in right now, but I feel so unsupported by the people I need the most support from even after continuously voicing my concerns.
Not to sound dramatic but today was a day that had me trying to hold back tears as I discussed with colleagues this annual report that I barely understand what I’m doing with anymore—completely smashing what little I understood of it to begin with.
I barely held back the tears on the long and seemingly endless journey home this evening while simultaneously trying to avoid having a full-blown panic-fueled anxiety attack.
And it finally ended with me being unable to hold back my tears when I got home and made it into the shower, all throughout dinner, and as I continued to figure out what the hell I need to do to get this thing done by the deadline next week.
I am so so so incredibly exhausted. I just want to keep crying. And I hate that it’s making every moment miserable and affecting my reading because my brain just can’t compute.
dinipandareads 