November 9th, 2016


I'm screaming

I am so incredibly stressed out from this election of the one of the most horrifyingly possible people to the office of president, that even the mild additional stress of trying to call my doctor's office and preparing to host a party have me literally screaming at the walls, bursting into tears, and wanting to fling things. I don't know think I'm going to be able to sleep today, and I have to work tonight. I should probably put myself on the line (I'm the shift supervisor, but we're expected to work most of the time), but if there's any possibility of not, I don't think I'd be any good for anything.