Today my mood matches the weather and I feel as gloomy as sin. As I look around my room I can see washing up incomplete, piles of recycling to be taken out, laundry to be put away, DVDs not in their cases and revision sprawled across my desk barely begun.
This is a bad day.
A day where every move I make is overcast by the demons in my brain. A day where no matter how many showers I take and cups of coffee I consume, I just do not feel ‘with it’. I feel lonely despite the 17 unread messages on my phone and copious amounts of people I can always call. I feel a little lost and not even my million to-do lists and diaries can help me find my way back.
So at 6pm today has been written off. I am disappointed I didn’t do everything I’d planned today but it is OK. I will be proud that I did get up, that I washed my laundry, that I did half my washing up, that I did 1.5 hours of revision and I got through today.
Today this is enough.
I will now cook a wholesome meal, put on a cheesy film, drink lots of water and have an early night.
Tomorrow will be kinder. Tomorrow will be a fresh start.