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Love wearing my face mask. Love not having to worry about my facial expressions. Love not breathing germy air. Pry my mask from my cold dead face. #mymask
sometimes you're not even an hour into the workday and you want to walk into a bog and not look back
One of my patients tonight was an elderly woman watching the Superbowl and she told me she doesn't understand football, she just likes watching "all the hot young men." So of course I smiled and performed for the nice old lady and was like ah yes. Those hot men. Definitely what I, a Totally Cis Heterosexual Woman like yourself, am also attracted to.
> Checking out a new music artist, their bio says "Christ is my king"
> Ugh, I'm not really in the mood for wading through Christian rock right now...
> Every song so far mentions regicide
> Nice
I was doing real well dealing with a steady hum of work stress (found out the guy doing interviews for the promotion sent out inquiries for availability last week and I didn't get one even though I should have, it's an unresolved thing still)
and THEN
my fucking NIGHTMARE SCENARIO happened
I was stuck in traffic with a WASP in my FUCKING CAR
(I'm phobic of wasps)
it kept CRAWLING ON ME and BUMPING Mme
(I blacked out and almost rolled into the car in front of me)
I had to stay perfectly fucking still and avoided getting stung
It did find its way back out the window and allowed me to have the full blown panic attack
(still driving)
Yeah I'm sure I looked like a fucking basket case, one-arm Havening and repeating "You're okay, you're okay, you're fucking okay, you're okay" while hyperventilating
FUCK.
I'm being so normal about having a broken tooth that's aching and cutting up the side of my cheek. I'm going to work and being so so so normal. I'm coming home and being so so so normal. When all I really want to do is scream and violence until I can get it taken care of on Friday.
God, I don't care. We can do whatever with work today. Sit and enjoy a coffee. Zone out for a while. Fuck it, whatever. I'll protect us from whatever backlash comes, though I doubt there will be any. We're so understaffed they're just happy we showed up.
This entire week has been way too fucking busy, and I just can't be fucked anymore. So fine. God. Fuck.
It's cold and raining and tbh I'm at work but I just do not feel like doing fuck all today.