My hands are tremoring like fuck, my meds make me hungry so I've put on weight this week. Genuinely trying to be good (with the exception of Bourbon biscuits over the weekend) so I'm not that bothered about that. But I've had a long day and come home at 9pm and no tea on the table. Just my significant other on the sofa moaning how hard his life is. I just feel flabbergasted I owe so much money to various people, I work so hard and I'm recovering from a bad breakdown a few weeks ago. I just want to cry. I feel like my life's all for nothing. Fuming.