Consumed by doubts and anxieties for most of the day. Went with my bf to happy hour after his work, I got a little drunk and he got very drunk, and I quizzed him on whether he is hiding anything from me. He said that his main issue is with my temper. Also, that as his mental health has gotten better, he is less tolerant of craziness in a partner. He fell asleep early and now I'm here trying to make sense of the fact that the imperative to be less crazy is making me more crazy.