So, I’m super stressed with the whole Suicide Prevention Project I was talking about the other day (only yesterday? It already feels like at least 4 days since I wrote that, you guys) between talking to a jillion strangers (very out of my introvert comfort zone) and hearing everybody’s heartbreaking stories and processing my own grief, I feel pretty raw. Knowing ALL of this and that I’m like 3 days before my period (because we had a chat about it because I didn’t get to pick the timing about any of this and I’d like to be treated softly at home for a bit), The Nerdy Mr picks a goddamn fight with me today about workflow. And like, apologized for it seven times, so now I don’t even have a good way to talk about how frustrating and mean this is to do without feeling like I’m the asshole here.

*sigh*

So, you guys got any protips on sleep smothering?

Alternate Question (and more likely line of action): What do I angry shop for to lick my wounds. It can’t be pants or makeup. I just bought a bunch.