This is basically how I’ve felt all week long. Work-related panic attacks forever. I want to / need to take a day off where I can just sit at home in bed and read books and cuddle with the dogs.
DITTO. Except it was last week & there would have been actual, for real panic attacks except I’m able to work from home with my dog. It’s a lifesaver & it’s the only way I can calm down enough to focus when things get super stressful. Marissa Mayer be damned.