Calling off work is so nerve-wracking. No matter the excuse I have always found the manager who acts as though I’ve somehow personally attacked them with my absence.
It took me hours to get up the nerve to call Alec. Walking around the dark house with my phone in my hand as Max wore his nails against the floor following me. Both of us just pacing like paranoid idiots. For all my anxiety, nothing is ever as bad as my mind makes it out to be
Alec let me take a leave from work to grieve for my father
I want to drink and fuck
I’ll settle for an excused absence