I probably just experienced the worst week in a long while…

My insomnia is getting bad enough that my sleep meds don’t work, I had a massive panic attack in the middle of a train station (couldn’t breathe properly and move and stuff) and just sobbed on the floor for 10 minutes without anyone giving a shit about me and me continuing to cry for 3 hours after coning home.

Then I found out that we’re being kicked out of our home soon and then I had a reeeaallyyy rough meeting with my boss which led me to cry for another 15 minutes at work (I was alone in the office at that point since I had so much work that I had to do ~10h of overtime despite being employed full time already).

Then when the week was finally over and I thought that it can’t get any worse, my dad called me and told me that one of our cats died…

And finally, the only thing I was looking forward to all week, an online event in a game. I wasn’t able to join because fuck if I know.

Life just hated me for 7 days in a row but I’m still standing. Probably because I did the best decision ever and took an emotional support plushie with me to work.

I’m still standing!