I am so exhausted it’s unreal. My feet are throbbing I was supposed to go meet my friends this evening, but I just couldn’t. I am so tired. I am about to go to bed. I have to work tomorrow for the SAT. I finally got paid today. That’s the first real paycheck in months. I looked at my credit card balances for the first time in a long time today. I just couldn’t face it before. I will get paid for working tomorrow and I have the opportunity to make extra money every day after school, Wed-Fri, to tutor my students, but I think I have to have 10 of them stay in order to get paid. My 5th period class was out of control today. I have to do something different Monday. The first thing I am going to do is make a new seating chart.
Just Keep Swimming
I am a 47 year old adult child of an alcoholic. My childhood could have been a Lifetime movie. I am dealing with PTSD, anxiety, and severe depression as a result. I am working on gaining an understanding as to what this means and learning how to be okay with myself. Some days, just killing myself and being done with it seems like the most sensible option. On those days, I keep telling myself, "just keep breathing in and out, that's enough for today."