A night at the theater in This anxious life

I wish that I could say today was better than yesterday, but really it wasn’t. I was so sad about the whole situation that I came in to work, put headphones in, and didn’t talk to anyone the whole day unless it was complete necessary for work purposes. Everyone knew something was off and kept asking me if I was “ok” or “needed to talk.” Why bother? It has been made very clear that nobody really cares about my feelings or needs, otherwise yesterday wouldn’t have happened. My new mantra is to complete disengage myself from everyone and just do the job I’m being paid to do. No more emotionally investing myself in people or in the company. I’m done. It was a long, sad day. I had to go and cry in the bathroom a few times. Tad was definitely gloating. He came into my area and was being loud and obnoxious (with no recourse). I just cranked up my music and at one point, I just walked away. Here’s to being the bigger person.

It wasn’t all bad, though. After work, my fiancee made us a homemade pizza that was totally delicious. Then we treated ourselves to a night at the theater. Our local theater held a production of my favorite play, Brighton Beach Memoirs. It was a really fun time. I was so happy to share something I love so much with someone I love dearly, and I was so happy that he loved the play, too! We rarely go out anymore since we’re saving for the wedding. It was nice to treat ourselves. Also, tomorrow we’re going out to a fancy dinner since I’ve been really stressed with work and wedding planning. It’s shaping up to be a lovely weekend!

Last updated April 21, 2018