When it rains, it pours, it seems. In my case, though, it seems like it's not simply what is happening at the moment, but the accumulation of things over time. A whole lot of little things, each individually something that might otherwise be blown off, can add up until each one just makes me want to curl up. This morning, for example, I missed a turn. I only needed to go around the block to get back on track, but even that was enough to leave me whimpering and wishing I were somewhere else.
I know I should probably see a psychologist about all this, but trying to set up something like that is nearly impossible.
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