You'll wish you had never run away with the spoons until the cows come home

FUCK!
Yesterday was a very bad day.
I hate it when things happen that I have no control over and they then trigger fight or flight reactions from my childhood and then I end up feeling awful.
Yesterday at work these two women had a huge fight over crayons. CRAYONS!!!! The one woman was ready to take the other woman out and beat her. It was ridiculous and I was the one who was trying to diffuse the situation and to no avail. The women were pretending that I wasn't even there.
I hated it.
I felt so helpless and useless and like I was five years old and it was my parents fighting.
It ruined my day.
Yesterday I hated everyone.