Today I’m pissed. I just want to curl up in a ball away from the world and not talk to anyone. My coworker was complaining to me about forgetting to put her trash out on time and pulling the woe is me sob story (she’s got a lot of relationship/family issues). I had to resist every urge to tell her to F off. Like the damn trash matters!! I would kill for that to be the worst thing that happened to me this week. But I’ve been surfing the emotional wave of miscarriage this week instead. I have zero patience for people’s “problems” that aren’t really problems today.