I was at a 10 in the night. Really wanted to open the cupboard, fish my method out, and feel the relief of going into a proper deep sleep one last time. I've had some coffee, I've cancelled a meeting I really didn't want to go through on top of everything else this week. I look at my diary and its dead, no money incoming, so ironic that I had almost 3 days of meetings booked in tomorrow. So I'm moving some and spreading things out a bit. I need time to think, time to breathe, time to try to sort my health and sanity out and then the other shit later, I can't do the other shit if I'm in crisis. So I'm probably down to a 6 or 7. I'm just trying to distract myself before I have to do work meetings/calls this afternoon. I've had so little sleep for weeks now, my body's gone wrong, and my brain is just screaming for an escape or stop to it.