Iola's Idiocy

1st november: the day which started with an accidental (failed) atempt at thumb amputation, lead though tedium and self-destructive workday to aches and queasiness that were clearly my health system colluding with my near overwhelming fear of new social settings. Having given up on my booked trip to new social setting despite all previous attempts to force myself to go (booked onto the event, got partner to reschedule another event rather than cancel this one loaded me enough guilt to last a lifetime). Full inundation of moroseness followed the failure to attend gathering, wasted evening in a pool of guilt and remorse. Thankfully my fear of failure on these days outweighs my desire to ensure I never face any decisions again.
2nd november: woke up early, full of gloom, got up, got purposeful, got loads done, didn't let work colleagues get to me continued to get loads done. currently 2pm, still achieving.