IT'S A BAD, BAD DAY

SO TODAY IT'S RAINING AND IT'S HUMID, 2 REALLY BAD COMBINATIONS FOR US FIBRO PEOPLE. MY PROBLEM IS I'M AT WORK AND I DON'T KNOW WHAT TO DO. ACTUALLY I KNOW WHAT I SHOULD DO. I SHOULD GO HOME AND STOP TRYING TO PUSH MYSELF SO F'ING HARD BUT I WORK FOR SATAN AND I KNOW SHE WON'T LET ME GO HOME. SO THAT'S MY PROBLEM AND I DON'T KNOW WHAT TO DO. I'VE TRIED TO NOT THINK ABOUT IT BUT I CAN'T. I FEEL LIKE I'VE BEEN SET ON FIRE AND EVERYTIME I MOVE I WANT TO SCREAM IN PAIN. IT HURTS TO EVEN TYPE THIS MESSAGE.