Disch
06-29-2002, 12:54 AM
I took a mental beating this month. Nothing specific... just everything seemed to be hard for me to handle. I just think that my axiety is getting worse.
It boiled over earlier today... 3 hours before my scheduled work shift, and I totally freak out. I go downstairs to throw my uniform in the wash, but before I get to the laundry room, I just start dreading work. The word "dread" doesn't really describe it too well. It's like my mind went completely blank except for one thought: "I don't want to go to work"... then my stomache caves in. I scramble to the nearby couch and pull a blanket over my head and just start crying. I don't know why it happened... I didn't know how to stop.
My mom (who was in the next room) is like totally panicing. She comes up and tries to comfort me, but her presence just makes me feel worse. If I could've ran up to my room I would have... but I was trapped.
So, ..... not only did I not go to work today... but I quit my job altogether. I couldn't bring myself to go back there. The sad thing is that job wasn't bad. It was actually a decent job that I didn't mind. I don't know why... but I just couldn't do it anymore.
So here I am... 19... living with my parents... no job... and a high-school education. Any job I could think of trying to get either completely disgusts me, or frightens me half to death. School frightens me even more.... there's no way I could ever go back.
I don't know what to do. I'm totally lost. I'm stressed, I'm tired, I'm scared, and I'm clueless. Thank god my parents are sympathetic. If they weren't I'd be in complete shitsville right now.
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It boiled over earlier today... 3 hours before my scheduled work shift, and I totally freak out. I go downstairs to throw my uniform in the wash, but before I get to the laundry room, I just start dreading work. The word "dread" doesn't really describe it too well. It's like my mind went completely blank except for one thought: "I don't want to go to work"... then my stomache caves in. I scramble to the nearby couch and pull a blanket over my head and just start crying. I don't know why it happened... I didn't know how to stop.
My mom (who was in the next room) is like totally panicing. She comes up and tries to comfort me, but her presence just makes me feel worse. If I could've ran up to my room I would have... but I was trapped.
So, ..... not only did I not go to work today... but I quit my job altogether. I couldn't bring myself to go back there. The sad thing is that job wasn't bad. It was actually a decent job that I didn't mind. I don't know why... but I just couldn't do it anymore.
So here I am... 19... living with my parents... no job... and a high-school education. Any job I could think of trying to get either completely disgusts me, or frightens me half to death. School frightens me even more.... there's no way I could ever go back.
I don't know what to do. I'm totally lost. I'm stressed, I'm tired, I'm scared, and I'm clueless. Thank god my parents are sympathetic. If they weren't I'd be in complete shitsville right now.
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Get Ready</P>