*head explosion*

That’s how I feel today, like my fucking head is going to explode.

Dear Life: thank you for kicking me while I’m down.

The docs can’t figure out what the fuck is wrong with my husband.

I have to fire someone I really like and care about. I wish I could say more about this, but I can’t right now. I’m really sad, though, like very fucking sad.

My joints are fucked. I’m in the middle of a flare. My meds are fucked up. It’s a whole thing…resulting from incompetence. I need a new rheumatologist.

All this while my head is still fucking reeling from my upcoming hysterectomy and oophorectomy, which I found out today is (finally) scheduled for April 11.

It feels like my life is falling apart.

I need a Xanax.


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3 thoughts on “*head explosion*

  1. Your life is certainly not falling apart, even though it feels like it. We can manage all this.

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