The panic and fear commenced around noon.
I wanted one weekend to not stress over lesson plans but couldn’t pull off getting them written during my planning so now I’ll be up forever working on them tonight.
After work I went out to eat with my childhood BFF and her kid and husband which kicked off a whole other set of emotions.
Then the feelings inadequacy crept in and which led to more stress over my job and pretty much everything else in my life.
So I started crying on the way home and kind of haven’t stopped since then.
27 is going to be amazing. I can feel it.
p.s. My parents sent me flowers today so at least I’m not totally unloved.