This isn't exactly mild, but at the same time it isn't really major enough for the other thread and besides, there are multiple posts in there that I need to respond to but currently lack the time to do so.
My current Sad: anxiety. Oh man, the anxiety.
Stayed out late last night, got up ridiculously early to stumble through the whole airport thing, without coffee (in fact I've only had one cup all day), was delayed by various things during the long homewards slog through the dreary weather and wound up not making it home in time for housemates to let my keyless self in, went to a friend's place instead and played videogames for hours alone instead.
Now am out and about trying to enjoy myself but oh gods, the anxiety won't leave me alone. Also I'm still doing various stupid things due to what I assume is tiredness .Everything sucks right now. My anxiety is at paranoia levels. At least right now I am taking a poop and it is unexpectedly relaxing, in a public pub toilet no less.
Anyway I better wrap this up. I wanna go home but I know I'd be bad at myself if I skipped the bands I've been looking forward to for so long.
Edit: I should add that my anxiety had been significant lessened for quite a long time, recently. Almost non-existent compared to what I was used to... of late it had been sometimes sneaking back up on me, but nowhere near its old severity. Tonight it seemed just about as bad as ever... well, maybe not ever, but still. Worse than it had been in a long time, even before I miraculously cured my anxiety.