I was so happy this morning. I felt confident, capable and generally a not bad human being.
Since then i have apparently been a shit friend for being honest about my feelings a crappy person in other areas it seems, and generally now feel like what is the feckin point in any of it all. I have very few friends and the ones i have won't let me be me without guilt. my children have a mother who is screaming at them and crying.
i know tomorrow i will have gone back to normal, but right now I just hate me.