Verrrrrrry tough times.
last week I cried at work.
I think it is too much – you know what the underlying problem is? It’s our immigration connundrum . That’s what it is. I just told my work I am staying next year. We plan to. However, with the UK general election coming up really soon, I am well aware that staying here another year could mean the difference between making a new start in the UK and being stuck in Europe. At least if feels that way.
Work pressures all mounted up and just felt insurmountable last week – but i could have coped if my stress levels were not chronically elevated.
All the sads.