Stress

I apparently don't cope very well with stress.

OK. That's kind of an understatement.

For example, all it takes is a stupid fax not to go through and a huge headache to set me off into a fit of mental issue tears.

OK. Not really. it actually takes a lot more than that but once it starts to build up (which is completely and utterly my fault), it just takes one small thing to throw me over the edge. And the poor fax machine and the person standing beside me when it wouldn't work got the brunt of my somewhat psychopath tendencies. (I really don't have these....or do I?...insert evil laugh here)

I started yelling and didn't even know where the voice coming out of my vocal cords was coming from. Then I looked at my co-worker who asked me if I was OK and I said "yes."

She proceeded to call me a liar and I proceeded to break into a fit of tears like an idiot. (OK Where did that come from?!?!)

Sometimes i don't even know that there is anything wrong because I am so focused on everyone and everything else that is going on around me. I don't even stop to ask myself, "Hey! how ya doin'?"

I wasn't doing as well today as I thought I was (obviously) but nothing a good cry and a good talk with an excellent friend couldn't cure.

It's moments like these (embarrassing as they may be) that I realize I am not alone in this cruel, unfair world and that i have so many people who care about me. I mean truly care. Not because they have to but because they just do. (Without me even asking them to. How awesome is that?!?!)

It's just nice to be reminded of that on occasion.

But it's nice to have some alone time to myself too (if that of course includes having 5 kitties and a dog close by to keep me company:). And I think I'm going to go partake in some Tylenol, a nice pair of comfy jammies (that are far from matching) and a good book.

Good night world. Tomorrow i shall awake with a new challenge awaiting me I'm sure, but with the new-found knowledge that it won't be awaiting me alone.