Some context: My husband is legally blind from glaucoma, but not disabled enough to qualify for disability. He doesn't work. Computer work is next to impossible because of the fatigue it causes. I haven't been at Intel long and my performance is good, so I will probably survive this next week. But my projects could be impacted in June, and I have reason to believe that at least a couple of them will be cut. My income is barely sufficient to cover my family's needs. Once the severance runs out, my unemployment could be half of what I bring home.
Rationally, I know that everything will work out fine. Life does that. But after coming out of 5+ years of poverty (spouse going blind, family business closing), I'm still recovering from that. He is depressed that I'm not more emotionally available, but he also understands that I need to be 'checked out' for a few days while I pull my work portfolio together.
I see my psychiatrist Monday to address my anxiety. Therapy starts next week, too. I'm trying to keep a level head about this, but geez - I was just starting to get my sea legs and feel great about life at Intel. And BAM! Now this.