Same kind of day as yesterday. Lazy, sleeping a lot, anxious about nothing much, only now remembering meds, not eating much. Family worried about me and asking if anything's wrong. Me just saying I'm reading a lot and everything is fine. I'm a bad liar. I've been outside my bedroom about one hour a day for the last few days. Thoughts racing. Have a sudden reckless need to affect the world at large around me. Dangerous. Could embarrass myself quite easily. Not quite myself but am I ever? Haven't even been babysitting this week. Other people are off work so have let them get on with it. That's a bad sign as if there's one thing in the world I usually have time for it is her but I feel totally off and want to hide from everything. Have turned nocturnal.