Hostage-taking mad woman
For the last 5 days, as part of my assignment I had to play the part of a hostage-taking suicidal woman who was an orphan abused by her husband and then one day she snaps and takes her husband and teenage son hostage plus two more people, and threatens to kill everyone by immolation, while firing her automatic weapon!!! It was an improv, so it's not like I was reading lines off a piece of paper. I had to be creative, and it had to sound authentic and full of anguish, anger and lunacy... all to the point when I stab my husband and I hold a knife covered in blood.
On top of that, my commute to this new assignment is 2 hours every day in horrible traffic. This has been exhausting!!!
In real life I am a very calm and collected person, very reasonable, and playing a mad-woman who yells and screams at the police has taken every drop of my energy.
While this is happening in my job, my refrigerator stopped working (I have an issue with refrigerators), some neighboor brats from my building decided to play with matches and burned the building's sign, my assistant is on leave, my mom is changing caretakers, I realized I gained 5 pounds, and my husband is having his work contract/green card reviewed by the Ministry of Labor... ahhh and one of my husband's American friends decided to camp in our apartment every Saturday and drink beer, because he is homesick.
Luckily, today I surrendered to the police and was taken to a mental institution for evaluation prior to my trial.
At this point this sounds like a great idea for my real life... the mental institution, I mean.
Just venting!
You know it's love when the pain of being apart is greater than the pain of being together.