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anxiety attack
hiding, cousin it
Today I was meant to be going to the job centre to have an interview about how my job hunt has been going, etc. Except that I had a really bad depression/anxiety attack, of the sort that leaves me entirely unable to leave the house, like I haven't had for ages. Until today. *sigh* I hate depression. Really truly loathe the thing.

I rang up the job centre who were less than sympathetic. My current plan is to just ignore the whole thing today, because my mental health always comes first, and if i can't cope then I can't cope. Then tomorrow or the day after, I shall contact the citizen's advice bureau, or my doctor, or someone, and look into trying to get disabled living allowance instead.

But on the plus side, I only feel like shit. I no longer believe that I am shit. Which is a definite improvement over a few years ago.

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You are nothing like shit, shit is smelly and horrible and you're the lovely wonderful Rho! *hugs*

I wish I was rich enough to hire you and sath for a nice, comfy, work from home job so you wouldn't have to deal with all of the crises.

Sadly, I'm American, and middle-class, and not an heir to any billionaires.

I thought of both of you anyway? :)

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