Work
What do you do when reality kicks in but you have a ton of work to do? you just buckle down and get to WORK. Nevermind that you feel lousy that you can't even lift a finger and all you do is just want to cry and cry and cry. You just get up off the floor and work. Push everything away and just work. At least I'm still *barely* functioning. My eyes are swollen and puffy from crying. I knew I couldn't go. I told myself it didn't matter. Put it out of my mind. Cracked jokes. Smiled cheerfully. But now it does matter. It really really DOES matter. I would give anything to go . Anything. But it still doesn't matter. I know I can't. I should stop being so spoilt. I haven't felt this bad since 2002. Seriously. That was a long time ago. It's true. You never know how much something truly means to you until it's taken away.