Dear T,
I wish you could attend work with me so you can stand up for me. I don't know what to do, I don't know how to act, I feel horrible. Sometimes I think you misunderstand me. But you definitely "get me" 100 times more than you don't. I wish you could know when I am about to do something that will negatively affect me in the future and give me a huge warning. I think I am the only person in the world who keeps, time after time, digging myself into a hole. This is not a good job for me anymore, but I am stuck. HELP! Thank you for seeing me tomorrow and our regular day. I am holding on by a thread, and you are helping. Thank you for this!