I woke up repeatedly last night to the voice of a YouTube lady doing crafts and I blamed the people downstairs because they’re always blasting stuff into the night, but it turned out it to be my own fucking laptop again? Blasting YouTube videos in an autoplay chain from hell in my living room at 3 in the fucking morning with the lid closed. Why the fuck does this keep happening

Intense bad bad dream about my ex. I did not get any sleep, I took some meds in the middle of the night because my thoughts were ricocheting like a pinball and I was panicking about every facet of everything on earth apparently, fuck, and now I am A Proper Disaster.