Today was one of those days where, even though I had freelance work to do, I felt so crappy that it made sense to just let myself sleep all day. Sometimes I'll sleep more than I need to in the hopes that it will give me a temporary reprieve from all the doom and gloom feelings of hell week.

And, while it does prevent me from getting into fights with real people in my life, it kind of fails as an escape. Because I wind up having stress dreams where I'm lashing out at friends and family, and then apologizing to them and asking that they forgive my PMDD. In particular, I dreamt that I was feeling miserable on a vacation with my dad. The specific vibe of the vacation was that we were kayaking around Alaska with a tour guide who was constantly showing us pictures of what the ice looked like before climate change. I have to laugh...The doom and gloom built in to the vacation! And then I yelled at my dad for what he intended to be a lighthearted joke, but I took very personally, and woke up stressed.

Sigh! There's just no escaping it!