Slept through breakfast. Woke up to my dog slobbering on my hand. Felt like I hadn't slept. Grabbed a bottle of cola out of the fridge to go with my lunch. I spent twenty minutes grappling with the bottle before noticing the blister on my finger. Ate lunch without anything to drink. Went to college in the afternoon. My worst nightmare of a maths lesson. Measurements. I looked at the measuring tape and the numbers jumped out at me. I couldn't understand it, no matter how hard I looked at it. I had so much help in that lesson... If you gave me a tape measure now and asked me to measure the height of a chair, I wouldn't be able to do it. I came home to bills warnings despite the fact that they've already been paid. Popped the blister to re-leave the pressure on my finger. Got really tempted to hurt myself more severely than I normally would so I took the dog out and just kept on walking. I ended up on the side of the motorway when it started raining heavily. So I headed home. I got soaked to the skin. I still want to hurt myself.