Word For the Day: STRESS

I can't take this shit. I am now in the middle of trying to figure out how the hell I would move to a new house and new job with a girlfriend who has to do the same and lots of pets. I have no idea if this is going to work, yet work is of course chomping at the bit to know if I am staying with them. Now I get a call from the enraged girlfriend that our phone went over the minutes this month and it's my fault because I was in charge of switching the phones over. When it rains, it pours folks. I need to just go running, like Forrest Gump, and run from coast to fucking coast until I feel like my head is clear again. This is madness. How can anybody live like this? My insides are twisting with stress, my muscles are cramping, I can't get good sleep, and all the while I am trying to put on a happy face while my job kicks my ass and I come home to a girlfriend who is so stressed out she ends up having a fit almost every night. What the hell is going on? I thought life was about to calm down, I thought I was going to get to settle down a little. Fuck it all. I can't see straight anymore. Something will be figured out soon, I will keep you all posted soon. In some ways, I wish I was looking in from the outside on this one. Peace.