I feel like I've been pistol whipped. When I walk to work I feel like there is a hand gripping at my throat. When I walk through the door, my eyes droop and I feel utterly exhausted. People always say, when it rains, it pours and that couldn't be more true for me right now.

My parents who live in VA, are seriously considering moving to Texas and this just came out of nowhere. Much like finding out I was adopted 24 years after the fact, here is another information dump I wasn't prepared for. The house in VA is in my name and I was looking forward to having it for life. Now they're going to just pick up and move across the country because "Texas is the only state that is still a state." I'm so confused and I wish they would have talked to me about this idea which may come into fruition soon.

My relationship with my boyfriend is on the rocks. We've been together four months and he recently did something really inconsiderate to me. I brought my concerns to him in a very clear and mature manner. The last time we talked he was half asleep and basically told me that he is self-centered to everyone except his son. If I can't deal with him not changing, because he doesn't want to change, then I need to decide if I want to pursue this relationship or not. This came out of NOWHERE. I just decided to call him out on a few things so we could discuss them and it is as if he has shut down and doesn't care about me or our future. I didn't threaten, I didn't belittle, and yet he's all "well I'm an a hole and I'm not going to change." He wasn't like this when we started dating. He wasn't like this early in the relationship, so why now?

My workplace is insufferable. The agency is in emotional turmoil. We recently created a list of grievances (my idea) that we have with the way the agency is running, with administration, with each other. We brainstormed solutions and are having open and honest talks about the problems within. However this process is exhausting and we're walking on eggshells around each other. Every day is an emotional timesuck and just sitting at my desk feels like the most overwhelming thing in the world. I've applied for another job but I haven't heard back yet.

Also, its finals time in graduate school and I have two pending projects that loom over my head. One is in trouble and the other I should be able to get done. My work schedule has picked up full speed and I'm forced to work late a lot even though this is a very busy time for me academically. I'm doing everything I can to find pockets of time where I can balance my work workload and these final projects.

I'm feeling pistol whipped. When bad things happen I laugh because it "figures." I just want to make it through this hurricane so I can restore normacly to my life and try to rebuild what has been destroyed.