I'm scared. I had nightmares all night and the snake didn't make anything easier by being noisy. Barely slept. And today at work, my station is moving to the third floor. It's going to be a mess.

I'm stressed and tired and angry and frustrated. This has to end soon; I don't want to hit that wall and fall into that abyss again. I've got too much to look forward to, for my illness to grab hold of me now.

Goddess, help me.