As if I am not sick to freakin' death of having to eat xanax every single freakin' morning just to get myself there in the first place. Then spend my day doin' the very best I can manage to do at a job that is just insane. Even though I had to call in sick today - I'm still so angry I'm shaking. Please God, I only have to make it 5 more years.. please help me find a way.
And I also found out last night my dad is pretty sick.... he's too sick to talk on the phone - he's been on oxygen for a few years now, has emphysema and now has bronchitis although I suspect pneumonia. Please, please God. You know my heart today. Amen.