Under siege. Positively under siege. WTF, universe? Do you not see that I am already tottering on the financial and mental edge? I can't even say who lobbed the latest financial one, for in addition to despair, it's bringing on paranoia.

Cried (for another reason altogether) to sleep. Woke up middle of night and cried again. And again getting ready for work. Late. Work was….. Well... I came damn near to walking out. And feeling… well, again, cannot say. How would *that* bite me? If I really said how I was feeling. Still, not good to nevermind. Shouldn't write that either.