I can't believe it happened again!

Okay. So some of you may know that on Oct. 16th the credit union at which I work was robbed. I was the o-so-lucky teller that had the gun pulled on me and was "asked" to put all the money in his dirty little grocery bag (see full account on Brain Vomit). Well, luck must be with me because it happened again. Yesterday, Dec. 8th, at 2:45 pm. Same guy, same gun, same dirty little bag. I haven't processed enough to even get my words out in some compelling personal essay. Right now I am angry, upset, emotional, and in denial. I mean I am dreaming, right? Not twice in less than two months? Can someone wake me up from this nightmare? Anyway... maybe soon I'll be able to dissect my feelings but, for now, I am just existing. I guess, for anyone that prays, please pray for me. I need some extra help trying to remember that God doesn't hate me.

P.S. And if you are having an itch to tell me something about "learning a lesson" or "others have it worse" please don't. I couldn't handle it right now. Maybe later.