Friday night I tossed and turned- restless sleep.
Saturday I awoke feeling drained, defeated, worthless... I showered without thinking and dressed the same. On my way to work, I had a thought I won't speak on. An hour into my shift I was crying because of how I felt. I was also getting angry because the feelings came for no reason.
There weren't any underlying circumstances. I wasn't stressed out more than my usual. I wasn't happy, happy. Yet, I was cool. So why now? SMH I left work (risking my employment) and saw my therapist. I made a decision to check myself into the hospital. I didn't.
Life won't stop because I need a break and when I would have been released, I'd have to work OT to make up the days I missed. I'd have to catch up on all things missed. Wouldn't that make the stress levels rise?
It's Tuesday now. I'm finally able to mean that "I'm okay" statement even though I'm not good. Okay is better than terrible. I'll take it I guess..