Today was garbage. I look forward to the days I'll be able to work with out wanting to cry at one point in the day. I don't even know why. I feel weak for crying and worry how I look coming back from my break with puffy eyes. Today was day 45 and is getting better as the day ends. I called my friend and he let me know that I wasn't alone in the anxiousness I was having. On the bright side I usually feel better after talking about what I am feeling. Today I felt a little bit like my usual self. The grocery store was crazy busy and all the people wearing masks and gloves is still unsettling.
Hope all is well