Sometimes, I make you sad.

This is the second day of my new life to heal my dear disease. I feel not better for the moment (I don't worry...) but I could already feel the second effect or unwanted problem of the treatment... And, I must admit that my job doesn't help me a lot. I spend some very long minutes to argue that I am not completely mad! One day, I will begin to think that I am wrong...
And that brings me to the second point of this post, I am completely down, I spent the entire day of waiting and try to smile. But, I can't... This job is really eating me from the inside. I can't speak about the loneliness of my office but, f***k, I feel sometimes so small...