No respite

April 29, 2024, Monday night, 8:02pm, pacific standard time, apartment in Dana Point,California,USA. Still having issues with my diaphragm. I can catch my breath better than yesterday but it still makes me feel tired. Alcohol, stress and lack of sleep exasperate it the most. I feel worthless at work. My ability to eat stress was my strength and my armor. I may not have been healthy but I never doubted my worth. Now I am like a pitcher who is injured and can’t perform. If it were sport I would go on injury reserve and heal. But this job offers no such respite. I need to deal with it and do the best I can.