The evening after my last post, my boyfriend came over when I got off work, and I cried on his shoulder for half the night. I was just so PMSy and frustrated about work…
One of the people I work closest with is very loud and always screaming for attention. And she always gets it. I, on the other hand, do my work, and I’m not reclusive or anything, but I always feel like I’m in her shadow. Now, granted, she’s a Web developer and I’m a marketing writer/editor, but I couldn’t believe it when I found out she gets paid four grand a year more than me! I’ve been here longer than her, and I have a master’s degree and she doesn’t. So I cried about that, even though I know logically that so-called IT people always get paid more than us poor starving writers. In my PMSy state, though, I took this really hard and kept saying I need to go get a Ph.D. so I can get some respect (I really do want to do that someday).
Anyway, yesterday was better. I did feel a bit anxious and frantic, but it was a crazy busy day, so that’s to be expected.
I also want to add that, in terms of falling asleep and staying asleep, I’m doing really well with the combo of 100 mg of Trazodone and 1 mg of Lorazepam before going to bed. We’ll see how long this lasts, but it’s been MUCH better than Ambien or Lunesta.
OK, back to work!