I have disabled adult children, sometimes I get overwhelmed. Today is Monday and I had a panic attack /crying fit this morning, I have over a week of PTO left this calendar year but I can’t just relax and give myself a day to work quietly in my sweatpants instead of going into the office to do the same thing.
I’m so mind fucked by the system…
Nothing is wrong, nobody is telling me I’d better get my ass in that desk chair. It’s my own voice in my head telling me I’m a POS, I need a therapist and hey are hard to find theses days.
It’s the insecurities of working for wages that fucks me up the most. If I lose my job my family suffers, I’m afraid to spend too much money, afraid to get hurt, afraid to make mistakes.
Fucking work-life mind buggary