Woke up today thinking about something my T said earlier in the week and I'm rather upset by it. The worst thing? It was something he'd meant as a compliment!!!!

And I'm thoroughly exhausted. I'm sad and depressed and don't want to be out and doing anything, but I've had things to do pretty much everyday and it doesn't seem to be letting up until NEXT ... towards the end. It's non-stop and I just don't want to be going out and doing anything but I feel way too obligated to things to pass on any of it. And my flat is a mess (by my standards) and I want it to be clean but when I AM home I am a vegetable because every ounce of energy gets used up on getting through everything else and I just say "eff it"