On A Short Notice

I don’t want my streak to end again, but I really need to sleep. It’s my last time working at my still-workplace tomorrow, and hey, I’m pretty happy about that.

Plus, I have a job interview for my (possible) next one next week.

Today wasn’t a great day, mentally. I’m trying, though, to snap out of it more quickly, and to resist the temptation of giving in to the bad feelings.

I finally talked to one of my best friends about my issues.

And I decided that I will ask my therapist for a psychiatrist appointment, so that I might get prescription medication. Because it can’t continue like this. I’m too miserable to do what I need to.

Anyway, so much for that.

Peace out,
Emilia