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Well, the cookies and last night's crap caught up with me: slightly below 132 this morning.

I had another breakdown last night about my job, and it just so happened D called then and I cried to him for about an hour.

As hard as it is to admit it, it's time to expand my horizons.

It's even harder to admit I'm not happy there. It's like I'm failing in the emotions department, even though I know it's not true. the work dynamic and structure has changed. I've grown and apparently, it's making at least one supervisor resentful (and, while I won't go into details, she has bottled that up for a year and it's bursting now. Very mature way to handle personnel things on a supervisors part).

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