I just called out from work today, withdrawing myself from my responsibilities because I feel like crap.
I gave them the excuse of intense stomach pains, which is true but I needed this day off more so to deal with my depression and anxiety. This morning, I had a break down. I'm beginning to have them much more frequently now which is scary because I thought of myself as well put together as a child. To have my very mental fabric deteriorate and to notice it happening is frightening the **** out of me.
The one caveat to me calling in today is that I just had my sanctioned 2 days off for the week, calling in for a 3rd day won't be looked on favorably but right now, I feel as though I'm in an inner battle to save myself from me.
We haven't lived in anything remotely close to "real" since the turn of the century.