Rat in a cage

I've been feeling super trapped.

This has been a strange work week for me. I've been getting more antsy and anxious to get out of here all together. Stress and things at work are starting to effect my personal life...in other words I'm taking shit home with me. Not good.  How are you just supposed to let things roll off? Guess it all comes with experience and time I suppose.

I haven't been doing too well with the whole weight thing this week. I haven't felt much of a difference, and I've of course weighed myself to check. I gained back three pounds to my calculations, and let's just say I'm hoping I just have to go to the bathroom or something! That week I couldn't get an appointment really rocked me. It's not good to deviate from a weekly routine, and it seems as though I've become dependent on them. Which later on, I'll have to work through. For now, I REALLY need those weekly appointments to keep me focused and on track. It makes you really pay attention and work for it if you have to answer to someone. I'm starting to get a little worried about my appointments as well. I think from now on, I'll just schedule them ahead of time to make sure I get in properly. It was never a big problem before, but now with her numbers sky rocketing I can definitely see it.

Attempting to keep to myself is just that, a freaking lousy attempt. No matter what I seem to do, I feel like I get poked and prodded. Terrorized and I'm starting to get real tired of it. Tomorrow I'm planning on taking some action, hopefully I won't have to but I just don't know how much longer I can go on with this. I despise handling work issues. There's no real "easy" way to go about it. Gah, I'll be wrestling with that one tomorrow. Wish me luck...