cast
I was thinking that going back to work is like taking off a cast. You broke your leg and have had a cast on for weeks. Now the doctor tells you you’ve healed enough to take it off and walk like normal. You’d like to believe him but your leg still feels weak and vulnerable. That’s how I feel.
Today was my first full day back. Today seemed more “normal.” I haven’t really been able to concentrate. I have managed to cry everyday so far, though. I just don’t know when it’s going to happen. I’m able to talk to some people and be fine. Then with others I end up bursting into tears. I felt bad today because it wasn’t really anything she said, the tears just came. Yesterday I cried all the way home. It’s much more emotionally exhausting than I had anticipated.
That’s how it’s going for me. The kids are doing fine being home without me. That’s good. I wanted this to be easy for them.
