I had a hard day at work today.
I got up at 3:45 and was unable to sleep. Now here I am, almost sixteen hours later, realllllly ready for bed. I came away from work so mentally exhausted I almost had a meltdown right next to the bike stand outside. I hadn't struggled with stress so much that day although I had a bout of some customers that I kept waiting for almost twenty minutes. Yikes. The main thing that stressed me out was my coworkers stressing out. They were freaking out, acting out, talking back and - worse of all - swearing. I kept trying to be above it all and I was okay, but not with what they were doing.
They were trying to deal with life without having a God who controls things. When you believe you're on your own, it's truly freaky out there.
I'm unspeakably glad not to be left to handle life on my own.