So, for the first time in my 24 year government career, I am taking a month stress leave. I felt like I hit a wall, both in my work world and in my personal life. When we had to put Molly down, it unleashed a perfect storm of shit. Vicki has gotten herself into some predicaments, Dan had a fender bender, we were in the middle of a heat wave, and putting Molly down unleashed grief in me that I did not know that I was still holding on to. I am thankful for EAP and my therapist who have helped ease my burden to help me realize what I can control and what I can't control. I am much better now than I have been over the past couple of weeks, but when both your therapist and your doctor advise you to take some time off for stress, you should take their advice.
Grief is a a multi-headed beast. I thought I was processing my grief over Andrew adequately, until I wasn't.
