So the day began with the stupid argument and meltdown with my mom. The day continues with what appears to be the definitive demise of my fake relationship. Emotions are running close to the surface; I feel stressed and pissed off and alone. And the only thing that makes any sense is this stupid job, and let me tell you: I'm sick of this stupid job being the only thing that makes sense, especially because it's one of the biggest reasons that I can't seem to make sense of the other parts of my life.
But so I'm indulging in some self-pity, and I'm wallowing in the demise of the fake relationship, and tomorrow I'll stop with the indulging and wallowing and start with the repressing and the moving on. Sounds like a fun way to start the week, no? At least it's fall break, so I won't need to put on the happy face for students. Thank God for small favors.
6 years ago