At the Bottom of the Bottom

Last week, I hit rock bottom. It was the culmination of months of physical, intellectual and emotional exhaustion. Everything that could go wrong in my life did, and how. Even after a weekend of complete rest and no human contact, I still feel perilously close to a total meltdown. Like maybe just one more stressful event will lead to me being handcuffed and led away in full public view to the loony bin. Even my upcoming holiday has become a source of worry and tension. No matter. This too shall pass.