I can feel it, I know it's there, I know it's just around the corner.
I'm going over the edge.
I feel almost desperate. Desperate to speak with the "big" boss so I can know if working from home is an option. Desperately thinking that may not be enough. Desperate to find out anything I can about my chances of getting short term disability. Desperately thinking it may turn into longer.
I am beyond exhausted, I am not well at all, sometimes I feel as if I'm dying (no I'm not suicidal - no worries there). Each moment is harder than the last.
I can't do this much longer, my bed is calling me, my body is yelling at me, my time is coming.
I am definately going over the edge.