I haven't eaten yet today. I'm feeling sad. I feel like the people I work with think I suck. I feel like there are machinations going on behind my back. I'm dumb and pretty much useless. This morning, I was unable to approach a domestic situation from a rational perspective and simply had to be stompy and emotional about it, even though I knew that it wasn't helpful and that things would be just fine if I simply stated my case. I wanted to be mad. I feel like a warm, damp towel, flaccid and listless. I don't want to do anything, but crying sounds like a good idea. I am audibly sighing. Time is going by very slowly.
Sound familiar, ladies.
I better check my calendar.