My peak anxiety has been reached, I hope. I'm in the weird position of not wanting to see anything, and wanting to know everything. I know it'll be better for my mental health if I just stay the fuck off Twitter today...but I probably won't.
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dine said, I apologize to my friends outside the US for subjecting you to our trash fire of an election cycle.
I'm so tired of it. I just want this week done. Thanks to my meds, I can't even drink. I think that's my primary emotion now--exhaustion.
Got another project dropped on me yesterday, so I'll have something to do this morning.
The evening is going to be the hard part. It's our night to put Dad to bed, so we'll be up later, and I know he's going to be anxious, too. Which translates into him being full of cussing and fussing. Which is always fun, because you never know whether it's something wrong, or just cussing for the sake of cussing. We've tried to explain this, but it doesn't seem to penetrate. Either that, or he's just too used to it.
Be safe, y'all. Settle in with whatever you need to get through this.
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dine said, I apologize to my friends outside the US for subjecting you to our trash fire of an election cycle. I'm so tired of it. I just want this week done. Thanks to my meds, I can't even drink. I think that's my primary emotion now--exhaustion.
Got another project dropped on me yesterday, so I'll have something to do this morning.
The evening is going to be the hard part. It's our night to put Dad to bed, so we'll be up later, and I know he's going to be anxious, too. Which translates into him being full of cussing and fussing. Which is always fun, because you never know whether it's something wrong, or just cussing for the sake of cussing. We've tried to explain this, but it doesn't seem to penetrate. Either that, or he's just too used to it.
Be safe, y'all. Settle in with whatever you need to get through this.
