I called work. I am scheduled today. It is only four hours, but hearing "you are working 5 to 9 tonight" was like fingernails on a chalkboard. I want to cry and scream. I'm not as sick today, just... broken. I feel broken. I suppose now God is suppose to come sweep me up and piece me back together
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