I think my friends would have preferred I had shingles. Instead, I had Be-A-Raging-b*tch-itis. But it might have been the combination of the diss and the job search.
On the upside, once you're finished, it's very much like a fever breaking. If you've ever actually had a fever get high enough to suddenly "break,"...well, it's a stunning feeling.
I think this is infectious. I suffer greatly from it. I'm actually sending the kids home for the last three months so I can be a hermit/b*tch and not have them suffer for it. *I* don't even like me when I'm like that.
I also get backaches and headaches. I hold all my stress in my back and neck muscles. It isn't fun but it beat shingles and wine is a good muscle relaxant. I was on line last night looking for some good bed pillows and a much better chair.