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well it finally happened. My body snapped from all the stress I've been under. I guess being assistant director of Kid's Kamp was more stressful than relaxing when combined with everything else. I came back Friday afternoon from German/Kid's Kamp, and found out that I had to work a double on Saturday. So I did. I desperately need the money. Half-way through my night shift, my throat started hurting and one of my glands were swollen, but I finished the shift and went home. I started feeling progressivly worse all night as I hung out with my mom, and now, at 8am Sunday morning (which is also my mother's birthday), I have a raging fever of 104 degrees.
I just want to die and not hurt anymore.
The good news is that my insomnia is gone, for the most part. I've had full nights of sleep for nearly a week now.
I just want to die and not hurt anymore.
The good news is that my insomnia is gone, for the most part. I've had full nights of sleep for nearly a week now.