Jan. 4th, 2003
I had an anxiety attack at work this afternoon. It was bad--I haven't had one for a while, and I just felt like going to the break room and curling up in some tight corner.
I'm not sure what triggered it, though my best bet would be my concern over grad school (admissions, forms). Ack.
At least the storm made the Centre close early, at 3 o'clock.
I'm not sure what triggered it, though my best bet would be my concern over grad school (admissions, forms). Ack.
At least the storm made the Centre close early, at 3 o'clock.
I just talked to Mom. I told her that I really didn't like it when she undercut me or told me what to do, that I second-guess myself enough without having her do that, and told her not to do that anymore. She just said "fine."
We'll see if she means it. If she doesn',t well, perhaps I'll have to yell at her or bring someone else in the family in. Either way, I'm happy I've done that.
We'll see if she means it. If she doesn',t well, perhaps I'll have to yell at her or bring someone else in the family in. Either way, I'm happy I've done that.
