Some days I can handle almost anything.
I get things done. Problems come up and I deal with them. Someone is difficult and I let it go. I can be busy all day and still feel basically fine.
Then there are days when everything feels like too much.
Someone asks me one more question and I want them to leave me alone. Something small goes wrong and suddenly I don’t want to deal with any of it. Things I normally wouldn’t think twice about start getting to me.
That’s what I don’t understand.
None of these things are new. I’ve dealt with difficult people, busy days, unexpected problems, and things going wrong plenty of times before.
Sometimes I wonder if I’m just tired. Maybe I didn’t sleep well. Maybe I’m in a bad mood.
But there are days when I can handle things without even thinking about them, and other days when those same kinds of things take everything I have.
If I can handle it one day, I don’t understand why I can’t handle it the next.