and the fan explodes into pieces, riddling me with a mixture of shit and shrapnel. That would describe my current status. . .
My marriage is one straw away from breaking the camel's back. Moving is proving a nightmare. My children are caught in the middle of this. All the while I'm bending more and more each day under the stress of my current predicament, it's only a matter of time before I break. . .
Thank you for your comment and concern, but regarding my job, that as well has a rather bleak outlook. The company is pressuring me to quit, quite underhandily at that. I won't give them my job though, fuck them.