I won’t make you endure the silliness of the phrase “I know how you feel” — but I will say that much of what you’re describing hits close to home with me lately. I used to understand the thread connecting good days and bad days, but in recent times I feel like I’m a completely different person on a good day than on a bad day, the latter being where emotions and inner turmoil basically color all circumstances with a feeling of dull rust, and my reactions to “normal” humdrum activities are completely off.
I seem to be doing OK now, but it scares me when I wonder if I’ll have another bad day next week. Or whenever really. That’s probably the worst part. I wish I could just imagine I’ll be fine from here on out. But that doesn’t ring true….