Sillywabbit, if it's any consolation, I threw my phone today. That last alarm went off and it "somehow" flew across the room. (I wasn't mad, -- just wanted time to go away.)

Way down last night, but despite getting a decent amount of sleep, woke up even worse. I did brush my teeth and throw some water on my face. My hair was surely a diabolical scene, but a mirror was out of the question. The only reason I can get to work on such days is the dread of otherwise having to answer for it. (TG appearance does not matter at all there.) It was like moving through sludge. There was no hiding it.

Really hope I can will myself into the shower tonight…

(p.s. Did set up a psych appt. for tomorrow last night.)