I don't like asking for help. I don't like talking about money. Combine those and you get me really wrapped up in myself, wondering how I can justify spending money on anything, and feeling too much like an unproductive lump. Less communicative, too, which I sometimes get when stressed.
But I feel I've gotten past a hurdle, and I started breathing easier after that. I'm also seeing and hearing encouraging signs on the job front, so there are other reasons to breathe easier.
More to come.
Peace, as I've been saying a lot lately.