I had high hopes for today. Contrary to the superstitions of the rest of the US, usually Friday the 13th is an exceptionally good day for me. Probably this is just due to the fact that my belief that it will be a good day influences my attitude toward the day's events.
And I guess nothing specifically or unusually bad happened so far today. But a conversation with a very close friend that ends with both parties upset always affects the feeling of the whole day for me. And throw in the fact that it is an all-too-common event recently, and I just feel like I've got nothing left. I'm tired of biting my tongue about unimportant things only to have it blow up in my face.
And I feel guilty for feeling this way, because I know this friend is having a particularly frustrating time at work, feeling undervalued and unappreciated. I should be supportive and encouraging. Yet every time I try I always manage to say the wrong thing.
Ugh. I need chocolate. Good thing I live in Switzerland.
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