Day 8

Well, the classes seem to be getting more under our skin as the days go by. Today we did classes on Shame, and Grief and Loss. Both were really triggering for me, and I felt like a walking wounded person for much of the day. I am home now and feel like all I can do is sleep. I have not done any dishes, or even cleaning this week. It is all I can do to sit and type, and then go to lay down and rest. While my first time at partial was ok in that I could do things when I got home, such as wash dishes, take the trash out, and even cook, now I find my strength is gone and I am running on fumes. How did I get to this position I will never know. I am just very tired and out of steam. Plus I have a conference to go to on Friday through Sunday, and have to work at it as well. So I will get no rest which is what I really need. Hopefully I will be ok because I have to go back to partial on Monday. Today was my last day with Comp. She leaves tomorrow. I will miss her but will have her online to help cheer me on. Right now I think I will be going home after Monday, but that is subject to change as well. I just need to get things done and don't have a thing I can do right now. I didn't know trauma work could be so gut-wrenching, exhausting work. Now I am finding it to be the truth. Next time I can do any work is next Tuesday. I hope I will feel up to working in the house. It really has to be done. And right now I just don't give a dam* about it. For now, it has to wait.