In a funk

I was in a completely bad mood tonight. Don't know why, just couldn't shift out of it.

Maybe something to do with having spent 1.5-2 hours this afternoon with Jack's occupational therapist answering questions about him for his sensory profile.

They'll probably say that he is fine. Not sure if that is good (as he certainly doesn't need anything else to deal with) or bad (I'm just so desperate for a reason or answer and if there was something, maybe he could get some help or treatment).

I don't like myself on days like these.