I got home and collapsed in bed. I was so physically and mentally exhausted. All I could think about was SH and the big S. I just needed to be alone in a ball on my bed so I wouldn’t do anything crazy. I turned Seinfeld on for background noise and closed my eyes. I’m not sure if I fell asleep, but at least I could breathe when RS came home. I couldn’t bring myself to make dinner so we had fast food. Oh well.

Good news is my student is suspended for the next two days for all the threats he made. So even if I continue feeling like **** at least I won’t have to deal with constant abuse. We have Monday off so maybe by Tuesday I’ll be refreshed and out of this funk.