Anxiety was up in the middle of the night - I hate when that flip is switched and no amount of talking oneself down helps much. I lost a few hours sleep, needed to take another dose of my meds at 4 am and sleep a bit late this morning.

I'm worrying about everything, and trying to just focus on one thing at a time is what helps me, but life is not happening one thing at a time. Feeling a pleasantly hungover from my medication, and hoping I'll do a better job of tackling the hard stuff today. The past few days I've just been distracting myself from the hard things with housework and bingewatcing trashy tv.