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Janine called me at work and Joyce blabbed at how shitty I looked, so now Janine is cutting her stay short because she's concerned about me. I've been trying to get a hold of her to tell that I'm okay, but I can't reach her. Joyce was supposed to tell *anyone* who inquired, that I was going to be out for the rest of the day. That's it, nothing more, nothing less. That included Janine, but I guess since she thought Janine was a friend, she could tell her how shitty I was doing. Maybe I should have elaborated a bit more. So now I'm awake and my eyes are super red. My neck and shoulders are so tight I can barely move them. Hell, my entire body feels like a tightrope of stress. It's been that way this whole week. Not being able to sleep and crying all the time. On top of that, now I feel bad about Janine. I don't want her to cut her trip short because of me, but at the same time, I can't wait for her to slip her arms around me and dig her chin into my shoulder. I can feel my stress melting away just thinking about it. |