I am feeling like I am close to snapping. I had a week of hypomania, and now that my mood has sunk, I feel agitated, at the end of my rope. Teaching today, I had little patience; last night when Patsy continually ran around and acted crazy I actually found myself, to my horror, shaking her and yelling at her. Then I felt horrible, so sad for her and so angry with myself. So I petted her, made her purr, and gave up on sleeping for the rest of the night. As I was already exhausted, now I cannot describe in words how awful I feel physically and mentally. I need to be put in an isolation chamber and knocked out.
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