It is well.

Today was mentally exhausting. I was surviving on 3 hours of sleep while my day was packed full with preparations and rehearsals. 

I was being so sensitive about everything. I was cranky at everything.

It didn't help when the work we stayed up so late for was destroyed by the wind. I knew I was going to be disappointed one way or another today, but the failures that happened one after another crushed me because I had so much hope in it.

I felt so useless, I screwed up the 2 performances as well, and everything I couldn't do right just piled on me like a boulder atop another. 

I really couldn't do anything right today. I fucked up, I fucked up so many things so bad. I really just want to lock myself up so that I wouldn't be such a sore spot in people's lives.