It’s over. In one way I’m glad because it has been more than 6 months of exhausting emotional and mental crap and in another I’m sad because good work was just tossed in the trash. I kind of want to sleep for a week.
To quote Miss Scarlett, “Tomorrow’s another day.”
Sleeping for a week is one of my favorite coping skills. I’m so sorry that all the work you did is done but I’m sure you will do better. Much, much better.
Thanks Liz. A little bit o’ red wine and loud music is making all the difference tonight