Optimistic rant

Something I wrote to make myself feel better:

So far it's one of those days. It feels like walking on a rope 100 feet above the ground. Everything's OK so far, but the slightest change in the wind can throw me off balance. Yet, I'm still walking and it's almost 4 in the afternoon. A lot of stuff happened today that would've broken me down completely just a month ago: I woke up with intense hatred for my therapist but talked myself out of focusing on it and went to work.  Had 3 completely neutral business interactions with coworkers and I talked myself out of the idea that they absolutely must hate me. It's raining outside, yet I don't feel too depressed about it. I have this feeling that my head is filled with nothing but cotton balls but I make myself focus. I know it will be a long miserable day and yet I have no intention of giving up! There's that nagging voice in my head saying: why try, who cares? But I care and I am living this day, not anyone else, and that finally counts for something.

An several hours later I'm angry and depressed again. Whoever wrote the above, it sounds like somebody else. Sigh.