It has been a hard day.
Yesterday was also hard.
Things that made me sob until my chest and face hurt include:
When I called Medicaid and they said they hadn't even looked at my paperwork since the LAST time I called, two weeks ago.
When I asked someone at Sunflower if they took WIC vouchers and he said yes, so I shopped for all my WIC items and then stood in line only to have some stupid girl stare at me like I was a monster and snap "We do NOT accept WIC."
When Travis came home from work late - again, and I hate his stupid job and I want him to quit because he's treated and paid so poorly despite being so awesome and working so hard.
Finding out one of my best friends was on her way to the hospital because she's very sick and might have to move back in with her parents. In Arizona. Where I will not get to see her.
When I was very hungry.
When I had to walk home from school instead of getting a ride and it was drizzling a little.
When my sister said, "I just want to hang out with you this weekend," and I felt guilty because I already invited other people to hang out with us.
Some of these seem like bigger things than others, because they are. But I seriously had several meltdowns.
This morning I skipped my first two classes to stay in bed and cry because I had very upsetting dreams about things like the prophet growing a mustache, my 13 year old brother stealing my sweet potato fries and my cousin Chelsea suggesting I drink grape soda with my morning oatmeal (lots of dreams about food lately).
Then I went in to work for two hours, but I cried or started yelling when people spoke to me.
So I am home skipping my last class of the day.
I am lying in bed reading a baby names book, eating pumpkin bread and occasionally crying at things that are completely non-important.
I'm a serious mess.
I want this week to end.