Friday is my last day of work for the year

God, I can’t wait. I am pouring so much energy into just being ok at the moment. And it’s kind of pissing me off that I’m doing all that so I can go to work and get tired and stressed again. It feels like groundhog day every morning. Didn’t I just do this? I am SURE I just did this. Why do I have to do it again?

Two more days. And then I can sleep and cry and then I’m going to see the Christmas lights and spend Solstice with my sweetie.