Medicated depression, day #187
Woke up late, had slept bad during night. Made lunch for son. Two cups of coffee this far, gonna go to bed early tonight.
Logged on to bank today, to have a glimpse of what smallish salary had landed on my account, about €450 .. with bills of almost €2000 something. I think I need to ask wife to chip in this month. This gives me a stress onset as ends do not meet. Compensation from insurance company won't arrive anytime soon, as there is about a week out from next doctors appointment and end of my 90 day "quarantine" or "probation" sick-leave period. Just checked and I have zero payouts from other compensations waiting. fcuk.
With this super bad compensation system, I'm gonna be forced back to work with a marshmallow-filled head. My brain is still mushy and I get slight angst thinking about it, to not be able to perform, to not be able to get things done .. and just sit there as a seat-warmer.
Not a good gut feeling.