I would have said yesterday morning that everything was going... Pretty well. Not perfect, but pretty good. Then yesterday, I got told by my boss that some high-level people were complaining about a part of my work I thought I was doing well.

By the end of the night, I was an anxious, nervous wreck, expecting to be fired and feeling completely overwhelmed or able to recover. By 12:30 a.m., I was openly wishing I could die rather than dealing with my situation, had convinced myself that I was a failure in every way, and was unable to sleep or really communicate.

I wasn't fired today- my boss was as surprised as I by the comments, and has been very supportive. I haven't heard anything but this thirdhand vague dissatisfaction. In some ways, I am fine. And yet- I also have moments of utter dread.