Today is a pretty low day. I’d like to say that I persevered with optimistic enthusiasm but there’s no sense in lying to myself. It was a low day. Its okay to have low days. Its okay to wake up and wish you hadn’t woken up. My feelings are valid. I still went to work and cared for other people if only halfheartedly. I still tried my best to care for a sick coworker if only out of guilt. I tried today. And I get credit for that.