A fairly relaxed morning, had a phone call from a friend, which always cheers me up. Was on a late at work. Walked into an absolute s****hole. Don't know what happened. Was angry about the state of things, and the fact that it made it look like I hadn't done anything the last two days (when my boss had been off). It felt like all the effort I had put in had been worthless. I had to fight not to make it personal. I could feel myself heading for a bout of self-accusations, thinking they're all going to think it's my fault, it makes me look bad, they're going to hate me, what's the point in me even trying to change that? I hate the way the slightest thing going wrong can throw me into that cycle. Rationally I know what's going on, but it's so hard to pull away from that.