At the Big Important Job today, my wife has a Big Important Meeting. She's unavailable all day, save for an email or text once in awhile.
And over the course of the last hour, I have been beset by Bad Thoughts. Can't shake them, almost sick to my stomach.
I know none of it is true and that for some reason, the irrational part of my brain is working overtime, but the Bad Thoughts are just hammering away at me.
Fuck, I hate this.
There she goes!
1 week ago