I am sad. I dreamt that I had my old after school program job back. Everything was preserved in amber, my kids hadnt grown older. Unfortunately, my shithead boss who forced me out because she didn't want to deal with a autistic employee was there, but everything else seemed cool. I got kid hugs. The reality I wake up to is depressing. My kids have gotten older, without me, its been four and a half years. That shithead boss is likely still there, and if not she's still working in the field, she gets away scott free with ruining my life, destroying my self esteem, making me scared to ever work again. I am sad.