Originally Posted by
conchgirl 
I spend the entire next day in bed or on the couch. To the point I cant function.
Crap. I remember those days so viscerally. I never want to have to waste another moment in my life like that again. At that point my life was so small and I felt like a failed human concern. A waste of space; a useless person inside a person who so wants to be useful in the world.
I quit a couple years ago and I am not going back. It's so much better here on the other side of it. I wish this for you too. Nobody should have to live like that.
Much love, kid. You can do this. Stick close.