Feel like I'm waist deep in quicksand and sinking ever so slowly.
Couples therapy was last night. I walked out toward the end. Things were hitting close to home on several occasions. Particularly talking about childhood crap (came up because mom is still in town). Yes, I had a sort of crappy childhood, but it could have been a whole lot worse. Yes, I isolated at the age of 12 or so - my take is that that is when I realized I'm gay and hide it and everything else away. Sure my father was an alcoholic and that didn't help a damn thing.
Then I come to work today to read an email that says a significant source of revenue is likely to be unavailable. This means we are in a full blown cash flow crisis.
It's not going to be a good day.