I am under an unbelievable amount of stress at work right now. Things keep getting thrown at me and more and more "responsibilities" keep getting added to my plate. While I absolutely believe that EVERY job has a certain amount of stress that comes with it, lately, and I mean within the last week, an enormous amount has been dumped on me.
I'm not the best person when it comes to stress. I work well under pressure, but only when I don't have someone breathing down my neck. The way I feel is that if you trust me enough to give me something to do then LET ME DO IT. When I am under a lot of stress I find myself doing things that I normally wouldn't do.
I eat. A LOT. I eat a lot and then I feel massively guilty. And then that makes me want to eat a lot more. Confession: I haven't been to the gym since last Thursday. I am determined to go tomorrow.
I pick. At the skin around my thumbs. Currently both thumbs are in horiffic condition...think bloody stumps, because I have picked them down so much. To be fair, this is completely subconscious. I honestly don't (mostly) realize that I am doing it until I feel blood. Gross, right?
I keep hoping and praying that I can just make it until the end of the year. Or at least the end of the week. Honestly, at this point, I am happy to make it until the end of the day.