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I am REALLY stressed out. I am dropping weight like crazy (and I'm not complaining about that, but loosing weight is a big red flag when it comes to my mental health). My blood pressure is so high. I DESPERATELY need a drink. Or six. I'm not actually sure why I'm so stressed out. Could it be the huge job interview I have in a week? The fact that I called my old boss and left an rambling apologetic message and he has not called me back? The fact that I haven't seen Dave in two weeks, and that I seemed to of reached a breaking point? Or maybe it's that I sit next to a woman in chorus who never misses an opportunity to show how much she hates me, and I loath confrontation.
I am not tough. None of these things are really all that stressful.
David Boche is the perfect man for me. He is exactly what I need; he is strong when I am weak, but he NEVER enables me. I can't wait to see him tonight.
I am not tough. None of these things are really all that stressful.
David Boche is the perfect man for me. He is exactly what I need; he is strong when I am weak, but he NEVER enables me. I can't wait to see him tonight.