This mood-swinging is starting to really get on my nerves.

The slightest thing, the very slightest, and there's this huge emotional response, out of all proportion to the stimulus - which rarely warrants any real emotion at all.

The really peculiar thing is that, while my right brain is flapping all over the place, waving onions under my eyes and having a fun time tweaking all my emotions, my left brain is fighting like mad to retain composure, and talking to people with the best impression it can manage of a calm, relaxed and urbane human being, and being at pains to put the other person at their ease.  Failing, often, but trying, nonetheless.

And each half is aware of each other, across the divide. Watching, but going their own way.

Right: "FuckfuckfuckfuckfuckfuckbollockswhydidIaskthatOhGodit'sallgonewrongandI've fuckedupagaincrycrycrycrycrycrycrycurlupanddieunderthedeskmummymummymummymummy"

Left: "Yes, that's fine, don't worry"

Bloody exhausting.  Swans' legs under the water, paddling away like fury, all serenity above.

I know this is hardly news to most people - we all do it.  Haven't had it quite this bad for a long time though.  When it takes all my physical strength not to shake like a leaf while talking politely to a work colleague, that's a worry.