I have slept 16 hours in the last 16 days...I want to sleep.  A lot.

Today, I began to feel the crash coming along...always after a few good weeks, the high ends with a low...and here I am. 

I had my one-on-one meeting with my RD today and we talked about how to go about doing constructive criticism as a staff and he totally tricked me into telling him how I thought it would work well....in the end, I ended up with criticism....people are worried because I haven't been sleeping (why? it's not them losing their freaking head), people think I'm too strict with the rules (funny, nobody has gotten in trouble for anything besides alcohol...and my job IS the rules), and apparently the reason I don't sleep is because I'm in Sarah's room until really late (...Sarah's in bed by midnight every night...I'm not in her room then am I?).  I am sooooo sick of people telling me I need a break, and that I should be in bed during every spare minute of my life.

WHY DON'T PEOPLE UNDERSTAND IT'S NOT THAT EASY!

I want to cry, and scream and lay in my bed alone all night....I want to go home- or at least some place where I actually feel ok.

...i'm out, I don't want to write anymore...



ps...thanks for listening to me rant for the last millions of months.  it means a lot to me

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