Got to work at 9 am. Just on the bus now, at 8:55 pm, to go home. I am tearing up and saying sternly to myself, don’t cry on the bus! Do. Not. Cry. On. The. Bus., dammit!
I have to go to work this weekend; I’m so far behind on hours. Probably 3 or 4 full days by the time I miss next Tuesday for the ketamine.
EI (unemployment insurance) fucked me over today too, but I’ll write about that when I’m not on my phone. For now: don’t cry on the bus.