Sunday evenings at work are almost totally an excuse to watch TV anymore... Not that I'm complaining, mind you. The fewer bodily-waste
messes I need to clean up, the happier I am.
Anyhow, I watch Mutant X, Charmed, and Angel - all of which are airing new eps now. *whohoo*
While watching Angel this evening, it struck me how much I am like Fred in some ways. When she broke down after Gunn was killed and brought back, saying "I thought I'd be able to breath again... if I don't hold it all up, who is going to?" Gods, how often I feel like that! Between work (which I have to deal with), school (which I am determined to make it through), Dan (whom I love dearly), Kayte (whom I want to help so very much), Debi (whom I rarely get to see), RJ (whom I never get to see), and my mother (for whom it seems I am the only support), I often feel like "if I let go, it is all going to come crashing down around me, and then I'll have more work when I have to pick it all up."
But, I will make it through. I have people who love me, and whom I can turn to. My only problem is remembering to turn to them...