Had a bit of an emotional wobble yesterday. I'd had a bit of a do with my boss last week. Well he reprimanded me and I politely but firmly responded that he was being unfair (normally I say nothing). Big mistake. He now thinks it's fair game to see "Mrs W's latest balls up" (and I quote) as an amusing sport of some kind. He's gunning for me for sure. For a while yesterday I felt absolutely crushed and humiliated. Like when I was drinking and took it all because I "deserved it".
Made me want to scream in his face "don't you know how hard I work just to be normal!!!!"
I am choosing to put it to bed today. The slippery slope of self loathing ends in a bottle for me and I'm not doing that!
So I'll dust myself off and keep going. Got to haven't we?
Lots of love and I'm all in for a sober weekend
