honestly, if i called off of work every time i felt too sick to actually make it all the way in to work…i don’t think i’d actually work at all.
today, it feels like my innards are slowly being squeezed and squished in a vice. and also, like everything inside me wants to come out. violently.
lovely, right?
it will pass, and by the time it does i will feel exhausted.
i think i need a new life.
