I'm a submarine kind of girl...

I think a lot. Much more than most people...I'm sure of this.

I have this awful tendency to over-analyze everything. I'm certain I could find several reasons to fret over just about anything. Sometimes this can be very beneficial...but most of the time I wish that my brain had a shut off button.

I've never been very good at compartmentalizing my life. (Compartmentalizing - meaning dropping life's issues at the door of work so you are not dealing with your problems at work.) Many people are blessed with this ability. I'm not one of those people. I think it is because I am over-analytical at my very core. 

about to B R E A K

Some days I could just scream...and many days I have.

Some days I feel as though the walls are caving in.

Some days I feel like a ticking time bomb just wating to explode.

Some days I really wonder how I'm going to make it through the day.

Some days I feel like I am completely losing my remaining sanity...which isn't much.

Some days I could really use a little help because I feel like I'm about to break.



...It's only 8:20 and so far - today has been one of those days.