The last few days have been undescribable. I have been told that I am losing my job due my recurring depression. By end August I will be officially unemployed. My family is very concerned.
Hanging out on the limb. That is how I feel, and yet trying to stay calm and balanced for my family. Having worked in the same organization for 15 years, I am about to be thrown out. And so that I do not break down, my husband advised me to stay with my sister, away from the children so that I can have some peace of mind.
At times, I feel alright as my sister keeps me occupied and I surf the net. At times, in the quiet of the night, I feel that my life has come to a standstill.
My son keeps calling to ask how I am. But at the end, I think all will end well out of Shell.