So today is one of those days that reminds me I just don't have the capacity to handle living anymore. 

Member of staff in another team leaving, my boss tries to give me LOADS of their work to pick up until they can recruit. I very calmly query it and say I don't want my mental health or my quality of work to suffer by doing too much. So he says okay we'll take this bit off you. Which is the really good and easy bit he KNOWS I have wanted for months. Thank you for screwing me over boss. Fucking thanks. 

Run out of office to get bus home, which only runs hourly. Miss said bus. I am now sat at the bus stop hiding in my raincoat and crying. And I can't make it stop because I feel so defeated even though everyone is looking at me.

I text my husband for some support and explain and say I don't know what to do. After 15 minutes the response is... "I'm not doing this. I can't do this". What the actual fucking fuck is that supposed to mean?!

I am just fucking done today. All I want to do is walk in to the fucking traffic. 