When my husband got home from work yesterday, the door barely closed behind him before he went into a tirade about his job. He's at his breaking point. They have him consistently driving 3+ hours a day and he's had it. The other guys are working closer to home. He hasn't spoken up, so his boss figures he doesn't mind, but in the meantime he's let it fester. He's also more than frustrated by disorganization in the company. He's intensely unhappy.

He said he's going to talk to his boss, but I don't know if he can keep his cool. If I were to tell him to try to stay calm, I know he would tell me not to treat him like a child. I'm afraid he's going to quit, and we definitely can't afford that.

He talked about finding another job, but doesn't want to work in the same field. I don't know if he could find something unrelated for the same pay. I will look online today to see if I can find something that might appeal to him. He has a friend who owns his own company, who he used to work for, and would probably take him on at his current pay, but I don't know if my husband is interested in doing that kind of work anymore.

He said he didn't sleep again last night. His anxiety is keeping him awake. He only had a couple of beers last night. I think he should try taking the 25mg of Benadryl before bed as long as he hasn't been drinking heavily until his anxiety quiets down. I know this is not ideal, but lack of sleep is making everything worse.

This morning he was in a terrible mood. He said he needs a vacation… or something. I told him to call out sick tomorrow. He said, "It's just one more ****ing day."

His temper is alarming, but I feel so badly that he is suffering. I wish I could help more, but I don't know what to do, and even if I did, I don't think he would let me.




I ****ed up my right hip (the good side) yesterday bringing in groceries. I'm not supposed to take NSAIDS because I'm on lithium, but the Tylenol did nothing, so I ended up talking Aleve, which didn't help either. I had my leg elevated and out to the side. My husband never asked about it. He would have considered it nothing compared to what he was going through, so I never mentioned it.

It feels worse this morning. There are things I probably could/should be doing around the apartment today, but I'm going to rest. I'll probably break out the heating pad to see if that helps at all.


Today is day 1 back on the South Beach Diet. My weight this morning is 166lb. I'm going to fry up a batch of turkey bacon and make a salad so those things will be ready for breakfasts and lunches for a couple of days.