somewhat better

I finally allowed myself to have a good cry followed by a pint of Sapporo, sashimi and homemade pistachio ice cream. Headed for a hot bath and early bedtime and I think I will be all sorted out. Back on shift tomorrow so at least I can keep busy enough to stop feeling sorry for myself which is a useless waste of time when I wallow like this. I'll allow it though. It's good to feel even if it feels like shite.