What the hell just happened?

Warning! From here on in there be swearing, lots of it. 

have no idea what happened on the way home this evening.

It was as if someone just pulled the plug out of the sloshy bath of happy that I'd been building up over the past few weeks.

I just want to stick two fingers up at the world this evening and say FUCK YOU!!!

And I have no reason for feeling like this. None whatsoever. So I ask again? What the hell happened? I don't have an answer. And that pisses me off even more. If I had a reason for feeling this shitty then it may be better as I could actually do something about it. With this situation I can't do a bloody thing. It's so frustrating and that is exacerbating things too.

So how about I put my toys back in the pram and put my big boy pants on and suck it the fuck up? I could, but how the hell did I get in this state in the first place? Is this going to be a regular thing. 

I know the therapy is starting to get a bit frustrating but that was at the end of last week.

The only positive out if this is that it can only get better cos it couldn't get much fucking worse.