I'm okay, really.

Alright. One day of everyone at work tiptoeing around me is enough. When I arrived today, everyone looked at me as though they had seen a ghost. "How are you? Are you alright? You really don't have to be here today. We'll cover things for you if you need to take some time away." I swear, it's the outpouring of love and concern from everyone that has me so unhinged. I'm not used to this. I can deal with cancer and death. But empathy? That's just too hard.