I've been wracking my brain trying to come up with some analogy to explain the way I see it, but everything just sounds hollow and stupid. So I'll just say that I'm sorry if I upset or offended anyone with that particular comparison.
Of course, all of this could be a massive overreaction on my part. I mean, yes, several people did mention something about it to me, but when I'm having down days I feel like everything I do is hopelessly wrong and horrible, and that I'm a horrible person for doing/thinking/saying/feeling it.
Today was a bad day overall, and I'm not entirely sure why. It's not like anything specifically set me off. Maybe it was because Bug kept me up half the night. God knows I can't function on subpar levels of sleep. Whoever invented night terrors can go play in traffic. It's horrible. What in the world could make my poor 18-month-old scream and thrash around in terror like that?
I did work on completing a project today. It's a dress for my daughter. I still need to attach the straps, but for that I need to measure them on her. And trying to get a toddler to stand still for measuring is about as easy as giving a jellyfish a manicure. So we'll see how it goes.