I probably could take a week off now, but I'm just scared. Scared that they'll notice how much work I have NOT been doing, and realize what's really going on.

The weird thing is, I was fine tonight, at home. I was actually happy. Playing with my daughter. It's just so strange. One minute I'm freaking out, the next minute I'm crying and nearly suicidal, and the next minute everything is just peachy and I'm happy and laughing. I don't get it.