It's been a long day.
A 4 am wake up call after a night of restless, anxiety ridden sleep. Someone called in at work. I tried not to cry as I scooped shakes because my anxiety is crippling me again. I took a 5 hour nap when I got home from work, hoping it would make me feel better. I woke up feeling less tired (surprisingly), but still sad. Maybe tomorrow will be better. That's all I can hope for right now anyway.