Do you know that feeling when, after a good time, the world comes crashing down even harder than expected?
I wish it were just the blues after one of the best times I've ever had, but somehow the shit just keeps piling up every day.

Not only do I have a lot of work to do, but I also have to compensate for three people, and instead of support, I only get statements that downplay the actual workload, and I just end up angry, exhausted, and “done” with my job.

On top of that, there is a current family disaster that I am currently unable to deal with mentally, so I am completely withdrawing.
Unfortunately, it is so severe that it completely paralyzes me.
I want to be there for my family, but I can't.
My head is screaming to escape, but I don't know where to go anymore.
With every breath I take, it feels as if the air is made of lead.