Depressed....

No, I don't think it has anything to do with me turning 40. There are certain times of the year when I tend to evaluate my life, and right now I must say I'm not happy. In fact I'm damned depressed. The possibility of me winding up in a fetal position in bed in the next few days bawling my eyes out is a distinct possibility. I found out that my health benefits are work are rediculously priced at $73 every 2 weeks, and that's not counting dental benefits. Then of course there's the fact that Michele has all but dissappeared, and top that off with a dozen other things I've never mentioned here.

Physically I feel dizzy - like I could fall over at any moment. It just feels as if my heart is going to stop at any time. But I have to pull it together, I can't let them see me lost it at work. I need this job, at least until the end of the month - then we'll see what happens.