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In summary... BLUH.
I'm sorry for posting twice in two days, especially since this post doesn't have a theme.
That was a rough night...
I got like five hours of sleep. I woke up just before sunrise. For some reason, I just had this urge to put on headphones, crawl into bed and just cry my eyes out for an hour straight... but I couldn't. I tried. I watched a very sad video from someone talking about their suicidal thoughts. It was powerful, but I couldn't cry. I thought of going out and calling Lifeline. Apparently it works, even if your phone is disabled... but I felt ashamed.
I know being emotionally open is something to be proud of, but after the fact, it's really embarrassing. Especially when you're doing it on your own. What does it achieve? Like no-one's going to know how much you went through. No-one's going to benefit from you hanging on.
I have work tonight too, and God only knows how that's going to go... I got in trouble last time I was in, for an illogical reason. It makes me feel like my supervisor's just going to be onto me every time from now on, because I don't know what I'm supposed to do differently.
She's yelled at me for going to the bathroom at least twice in my career. Literally, just a two-minute in and out, like anyone else would. She goes "do you have some sort of medical condition, are you pregnant?" ...in front of two witnesses. I messaged my manager at the time to make a complaint, but he didn't reply, which in hindsight was fair enough: he was leaving in two days 😂.
I don't really have a choice, but I just don't want to deal with it.
I am in a sorry state... like three parts of my body are sore. I haven't showered in too long. Living through this is hardly victorious.