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Well, Jesus.
Between classes today, I have mostly been in floods of tears. I started feeling slightly unhinged on the drive into work and it's gradually gotten worse to the point where poor N (one of my Heads of Department and possibly the sweetest man I know) has dealt with me in floods of tears not once but twice. Because I'm a fucking mess.
At least I look awesome.
I walked into the office and Mrs B said I looked like I'd 'been tumbled'. Which was rather a nice way of putting it.
Anyway. Tell me nice things. Pray I don't need to go back on medication for the first time in two years. Send me good thoughts.
Love, love, love.
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Between classes today, I have mostly been in floods of tears. I started feeling slightly unhinged on the drive into work and it's gradually gotten worse to the point where poor N (one of my Heads of Department and possibly the sweetest man I know) has dealt with me in floods of tears not once but twice. Because I'm a fucking mess.
At least I look awesome.
I walked into the office and Mrs B said I looked like I'd 'been tumbled'. Which was rather a nice way of putting it.
Anyway. Tell me nice things. Pray I don't need to go back on medication for the first time in two years. Send me good thoughts.
Love, love, love.
Crossposted ( with
comments) at my dreamwidth | comment at the original entry