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Aug 26, 2008 10:28

There's a story my mum likes to tell about how I pretended to have astha to get out of a test in primary school and how she told my teacher not to be ridiculous and that I didn't have asthma. I've never corrected her but what she doesn't know is that I wasn't faking. I remember my chest getting tight and it feeling like I couldn't breathe. What I didn't know was that the feeling was anxiety - that I was so worried about not passing the test that my body stopped working properly.

My regional manager is due in on Thursday and I have a huge list of things that have to be done today because I'm not at work tomorrow and I can't seem to get away from the customers.

My chest hurts.

Lately all I seem to post is misery and I promise I don't feel that way all the time. There's just a lot going on right now.

P.S. This has killed my phone battery. Sorry, Billy.
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