Work stress

I think the stresses at work are getting to me. I have so far ranted to about 6 people about my day yesterday, and that was only day 2 of the week. I still have 2 to go.

I have constant mild chest aches, I'm sleeping oddly, irritable, very blasé about a lot of things, just ... yeah. So it's affecting me physically. Just no energy.
I'm just finding myself not caring about the right things, and I don't like not caring about the right things.
Shy of going on short term disability, the next days off I have aren't until FurFright in October.
There's What The Fur, and that makes me smile. It's an accomplishment, something I am proud of. There are my mates and friends, again, things that make me smile. but... that's it. I mean, I get home, open a chat window on the computer, and another on the mu*, and that's all. I don't want to play games, I don't want to cook dinner. I don't want to clean the kitchen, or the livingroom. I don't even want to take corey for a walk. I just play out time until roughly 10pm and then go to bed.

I don't like it at all.
I don't like the aches and pains I have been having, the reflux returning, the sleep patterns that are anything but a pattern. I don't like having high blood pressure. I don't like having people ask me if I want to do something, and me saying no, with no real reason except that I just don't want to. I don't like ... not liking crap.

I want to give a crap again.