I go into work and I am doing 3 people's jobs because my colleagues are lazy and I think I had a mini-breakdown and just had to get out before I burst into tears like a loony.
Today I couldn't go in, so now I just sit here worrying what they are all saying behind my back.
I just want to run away.
Deep breaths, first of all. And you know what? It is OK to have a cry every now and again. A better option than running away. Feck knows, I've cried lots over the past two years, trying to come to terms with things.
Secondly, what is it going to help worrying what they say about you? It's not as if you're there to be hurt by it. So feck 'em, I say. I am always blowing things out of proportion in my head - by trying to anticipate outcomes, trying to place myself in other people's heads and trying to think what they're thinking. It is of no use.
Thirdly: you haven't spoken much about you, Laura and mini-me recently? How are things going? If you say she's being difficult, how is that manifesting?
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