- Joined
- Sep 28, 2022
Not doing good, pony sisters! I'm very stress resilient as a person but I have now discovered that my aging and decrepit body is not and I think parts of my psyche is crumbling. It's like the ground beneath my feet has disappeared and I'm falling, but being an idiot I look down and confirm that it's still there. "whaaat is going on..." Then I trace things backwards. New job, more responsibilities, incredible pressure, little sleep, no breaks, it's either junk food or no food at all. Not long ago I had to rush to [place] for yet another meeting, a two minute walk took five minutes because I stopped to vomit(profusely!) down a sewer drain for no apparent reason. Fished a napkin out of my pocket, wiped my mouth, checked my shoes and kept going. Things like that just happens now. The really, really bad thing is that no one can replace me. The really, really ironic thing is that part of my new job is to make it possible to replace me so this shit can't ever happen.
I really want to check in to some form of adult retard daycare and do finger painting for a couple of weeks.
I really want to check in to some form of adult retard daycare and do finger painting for a couple of weeks.