It’s just past 6 p.m. on Friday and I’m starting to clock-off work for the weekend. I wait a moment for the “Friday Feeling” to arrive.
I turn off the computer, take a deep breath, and then… deflate. Talking becomes difficult, sensory input frazzles me, and I feel an overwhelming urge to cry.
Whilst others might just be getting started on their weekend plans, I make a beeline for my bed and curl up in total darkness under the covers.
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