Yesterday was Not Great. While talking to my boss about my Hopes and Dreams for my team, I got so overwhelmed and stressed that I started crying. Way to be professional, self. Thankfully my boss not only understood, but reassured me that she's also a stress crier.
AND THEN A VISIT FROM THE MIGRAINE DEMON. A really bad one. I took an interrupt med and flopped on the couch with Miss Erzabet No Biting, napped off and on, and none of that did a damn thing. The Stroppy One suggested that I just go to bed; take all my bedtime meds plus extra whatever that would help the migraine, and fall asleep early. I was asleep by 11pm, which is unheard of for me.
I don't have a migraine today, yay! But I do have a migraine hangover, ugh. Plus today is therapy + psych appointments, which, good, but I also know I'll cry during at least therapy, and possibly while talking to my psych about meds and what my general level of anxiety is. (Hint: not good.)
So. Ugh. I hope all of you are doing better than me.
AND THEN A VISIT FROM THE MIGRAINE DEMON. A really bad one. I took an interrupt med and flopped on the couch with Miss Erzabet No Biting, napped off and on, and none of that did a damn thing. The Stroppy One suggested that I just go to bed; take all my bedtime meds plus extra whatever that would help the migraine, and fall asleep early. I was asleep by 11pm, which is unheard of for me.
I don't have a migraine today, yay! But I do have a migraine hangover, ugh. Plus today is therapy + psych appointments, which, good, but I also know I'll cry during at least therapy, and possibly while talking to my psych about meds and what my general level of anxiety is. (Hint: not good.)
So. Ugh. I hope all of you are doing better than me.
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(Fun tidbit: The CEO at my previous job *criticized* me for stating in a self-assessment that I was proud of how I and my team handled our workload in 2020 despite the impact of the pandemic, and criticized my supervisor for being distracted by certain happenings on January 6, 2021. "Work should be the place where you *get away* from other things"--even if those things are the deaths of millions & severe ongoing health risk, or an attempt to overthrow the government. That it took each of us another two and a half years to quit after that was a good lesson in "learn to read the warning signs.")
I hope you have opportunity for comfort and respite tonight.
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2) I am likewise on the fuck professionalism bandwagon. Tears show you have passion for the things you are talking about.
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I hope all of you are doing better than me.
Physically, yes, and mentally, about the same I guess.
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