I finally found a job I love and what happens? People keep asking me to work overtime plus two jobs at once when I'm used to 25hrs a week And after three weeks of this shit people are surprised I'm tired?!? Let alone making 2 bathroom runs just to cry each day? "Oh you worked 99 hours in the last two weeks and you're tired? Boo-hoo I worked over 110." DID I FUCKIN SAY IT WAS A CONTEST? DO YOU HAVE ANXIETY DISORDER?? SHUT THE FUCK UP. And even my husband right now isn't helping because he's so caught up in memorizing lines for his acting class that he's not keeping up with his end of the cleaning plus the fact that IM WORKING ALL THE FUCKING TIME AND CANT CLEAN. And I'm supposed to be doing my job as a bridesmaid for my friends wedding next month and I can't do shit because I'm so wiped out from panic attacks and work but I can't use that as an excuse because that makes me look like a shitty friend. NEEDLESS TO SAY IM NOT FUCKING OK