Irritable.
Exhausted.
Feel like crying.
Feel like screaming.
Helping my friend through a crisis even though I barely managed to drive home today because I was so tired. Will probably be super tired tomorrow too. The depression's kicked in, I need the extra sleep and I hate myself for thinking about that right now, when someone needs me.

Three days left of my work week. I'm the only person I know working Canada Day -- including on the staff at work. I don't even care that I get STAT pay, I'm just annoyed that I have to work at all while the rest of the country is off celebrating.

I want to cry. I feel like there's a balloon in my chest being blown up, and it keeps expanding and expanding, and pretty soon it's going to burst. Why is everything so messed up?