I had a meltdown yesterday at work. I can't stand the voice of my boss. How come just the sound can lead to bad things? I was nervous about seeing the co-worker who has been out most of the summer. She's a brain stem stroke survivor. I could tell she was just as nervous to see us. I wasn't sure I had the heart for any of this.
While another co-worker cried as soon as she saw her.
Funny, I feel I'm the sensitive one, and I'm not sure I felt a thing. I know I over think a lot. I'm going to try to stop doing that. I'm going to try to do more. But instead, I feel trapped, perhaps absorbed too much in life.
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