This 'feeling things' is for the birds. I am up, down, here, there. Happy, sad, scared, excited ... and that's just in the past five minutes.
Seriously, though, my coworkers don't know which me is coming to work from one day to the next. Part of me thinks they should give a little credit for the fact that I COME TO WORK EVERYDAY.
Then there's the anguished crying. Which I really can't handle. Random moments, no warning signs ... just bursting into uncontrollable, wracking sobs. This happened on the highway ... Doing 70. In an instant I couldn't see and had to pull over ... It went fine, and eventually I stopped crying ... but it's not okay. This is not okay. I am NOT okay.
