Ugh. Want to cry.

I have a committee meeting in 20 minutes.

I am freaking out.

My tummy is upset, I'm shaking, and I just want to go back to bed and cry.

And I keep on telling Perry I'm stressed and he keeps on wanting to show me stupid TicToc or Instagram crap. Normally I like that. But, dude, read the room, or at least the person sitting next to you. She's freaking out. Has asked to be left alone to freak out. LEAVE HER ALONE.

I know he's trying to help.

But he's not. AND he's making it worse right now by reading stuff in a half whisper and commenting on it, to "himself".

UGH.

Freaking out.

WAH!

ETA It went ok. Got my plan approved, didn't blather aimlessly too much. Stress levels much better now.