I know I'm only 3 weeks into this nightmare - but I really need some help here.....I am not able to handle the hours from 4-8....I have no problem going to work - but as soon as the time comes to head home I fall completely apart. I can't comfort myself at all. I'm trying to fill the hours with activities like walking the dogs, visiting my horse - going to the gym - but I'm feeling a little hysterical. To top it all off - its Friday - we loved spending Friday evenings relaxing..we'd sit on the deck with a glass of wine and read and make our plans for house chores on the weekend. I just don't know how to get through this. I literally feel like I'm shattering into pieces. I don't have any children so I do come home now to an empty house. Does anyone have any thoughts? Has anyone felt this and actually gotten through it?
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