I hate the night before, feeling so stressed about getting out of bed and trying to work tomorrow.
I feel so awful. So much dread.
I have to do it. No choice.
If I don’t go, it stresses out my family so much, makes them angry, disappointed.
I should count blessings: a bed, a roof, a child who cares.
Just feel so low….
Staying in bed gets me nowhere. I know I need to try, just no motivation.
I just feel so horrible