Today has been shit. First I accidentally let the demons get a hold on my train of thought and drag me to places I shouldn't be. Now the lifeline I had has become a twisted hunk of metal and broken glass.
When a random person/coworker has to come up behind you to startle the hiccups out of you because holding your breathe and water aren't working and you can't keep them quiet so everyone around you can hear them
So glad this is the last "family holiday" for 8 months. I just don't seem to enjoy them anymore. The food is good and the conversation is at times, but the rest of the time I just want to punch someone.