I think I hit rock bottom.

I cried on my birthday. Not just cried, I wept on the dance floor. My girl, Amanda, is amazing and listened to me cry about my job. She understands. She works at the same school as me.

Amanda and me post waterfall

Several days later, I saw a jumbo Kit Kat and bought it at the grocery store. The same night I ate the whole thing. Afterward I realized that I ate three Kit Kat candy bars. I ate three Kit Kats in one sitting. THREE. Oops?

This was me with my jumbo Kit Kat.

The next morning I cried at work in front of 30 students. Wow. I never thought that would happen. I can't tell if it was because I felt overwhelmed by work or if it was because I ate three Kit Kats the night before. Actually, it was because of work, but the Kit Kats didn't help the situation.

Alas, it can only get better from here. Right? It has to.