Yesterday got better. This morning worse. But I did eat. Eating is the important thing to do when striving for the “next right thing.”
I didn’t sleep well. I couldn’t fall asleep. I was up frequently. I had a rape nightmare. I woke up all discombobulated.
I am exhausted. I am irritable…no…not irritable, just at my stress tolerance and everything over my stress tolerance pushes my coping skills which makes me edgy.