Jenibo
Well-Known Member
So I had been doing better at managing my anxiety, and everything was looking up, until I found out monday morning my uncle passed away. I tried to be strong at first, but now I think holding in everything is catching up to me.
Yesterday was my first day back to work. It. Was. Torture! Every minute I wasn't distracted my mind was just focusing on my disbelief of him passing and how I was going to get through the funeral. My chest was tight and sore the whole night.
Tonight was the same. I haven't had much sleep all week and I work overnight. My sadness mixed with my anxiety- I just knew there was no way I could stay the rest of the night. I told my manager and she understood.
The funeral is tomorrow morning and I wish I could just skip the whole thing, but as hard as its gonna be for me its gonna be hard for my family as well.
*deep sigh*
Yesterday was my first day back to work. It. Was. Torture! Every minute I wasn't distracted my mind was just focusing on my disbelief of him passing and how I was going to get through the funeral. My chest was tight and sore the whole night.
Tonight was the same. I haven't had much sleep all week and I work overnight. My sadness mixed with my anxiety- I just knew there was no way I could stay the rest of the night. I told my manager and she understood.
The funeral is tomorrow morning and I wish I could just skip the whole thing, but as hard as its gonna be for me its gonna be hard for my family as well.
*deep sigh*