Monday, February 21, 2011

Even working out didn't help

When you let the crazy-dam leak just a little, it bursts and suddenly you find yourself entertaining crazy, nightmarish daydreams on the elliptical.
There's a con this weekend, and I've been rereading the chaplain handbook because I'm one of the chaplains, but the book just made me feel worse. It has sections about the warning signs of suicide and why it's absolutely critical that you keep your own emotions in check throughout the entire duration of the con or else nobody will come to you for help and then the issues will fester and ruin the weekend. Ack! I'm very nervous, and since I've been telling people how nervous I am, they'll feel apprehensive about approaching me for chaplaining!
I think I need a chaplain.

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