Good grief, I've been writing novels today. I sent a long email to my friends explaining my BP and apologizing for my behavior since I had another bad day and was a little mean. And a few replies on here were a little longer than anticipated.
Today was weird. I drank an energy drink since I only had a few hours of sleep last night. So of course my anxiety went up. I was just b****y and wanted to be left alone today at work. I had to tell several people to stop talking near my desk. I've never done that before, but I was irritated and annoyed by everything. Then that leads to guilt. But at home I'm good. I'm happy. No worries. This bothers me. The few days so far this week is just off.
Plus I've been listening to the new deftones album nonstop and it is constantly playing in my head. I love it, but it's a little distracting at times.