It's been a rough week.

I can't even think about it, even if I wanted to, because I finally reached a point of dissociation right now. The memories started to flood my brain while I've been at work all week, and today was like the feather that broke the camel's back. I wish my family knew that I'm not always okay and stop trying to test my patience with their bickering about 1st world problems. I am doing everything I can do in the given moment but it's never enough.