September 16, 2021

I was fine at work, but when I got home, anxiety hit me like a shit ton of bricks. I don't know why it happened right then. I felt like I was going to throw up for a while. 

I tried to distract myself with Asphalt 9 and then later Animal Crossing, but every time I looked at the time to see how much time I had left before needing to get in bed, the anxiety would deepen. 

I'm in bed now. I'm tired. I don't know if I'll really be able to sleep. 

I need to find something to do (read) while I'm on company property before work since my dad starts an hour before me. 

I'm really glad that I have to work tomorrow and then I get a day off. It'll be nice and I get to see J. I wonder what he will think of my new uniform. 

I don't understand why I'm so anxious about working. I wasn't even this anxious the first time I started working at that store. Granted, this will be a different job, but still. 

Idk. I'm going to try to find something to read for tomorrow and then go to sleep.