
It’s wild. One time I had a big argument before work with a friend who personally insulted me and I knew it was the end of our friendship and I was especially sensitive that day because it was the anniversary of my father’s death and I still had to clock in. I was sitting at my desk sobbing for hours. On a separate occasion I had to work overtime (11 hours) the day after my dog was put down and I could barely hold myself together at all and all I wanted was to go home and cry