Days that nothing catastrophic happens, but lots of moderate things happen all in the same day? You wake up not feeling great, so the morning plans are toast. Then afternoon plans fall through. The stuff you do in the meantime doesn’t work out well either. To add insult to injury, dinner just doesn’t come out right. You feel like you are the butt of the jokes in a crappy comedy movie. Today is one of those days for me.
All. The. Damn. Time.
Sometimes I wonder if the things I’m perceiving as not so great are actually fine, but my brain is making a bigger deal out of it than it needs to be. But either way, the effect that it has on me is unfortunately the same.