I knew this was going to happen. I knew I would either lose my job or have my hours cut. I'm sick and although I've been providing doctors notes, they have to do what they have to do. I got my hours cut. I'm not really sure how I'm going to survive. I really wish I had someone just to hug me and tell me it will all be ok but I don't. Very alone. Very ill. It's all happening just like she said it would and I'm scared to death.