So, aparently I cant do it...

After spending a weekend of sleeping an obscene about of hours and crying almost as much, I (along with the help of my ever so wise husband) decided that something has to go. My kids, husband and school are not an option, I already never see my friends, so that left work. Not to worry, I didn't actually quit. I just changed my status from full time to per diem. This means that I am only required to work 2 shifts per month. Those of you who know me know that I will probably far exceed that amount, but I wont have the stress of being required to work 3 shifts a week. (My goal is to work every other weekend and some daytime hour here and there during the week).

I also did myself a favor and went to the doctor for some psychiatric help. Hopefully those drugs she gave me will get me through the next 5 months. (No, she did not prescribe marijuana).

So while I will probably continue to ignore all of my relationships for a while (sorry about that), I no longer feel so much like driving my car off a bridge.