Once again, super frustrated. I have assignments coming out of my ears and no time to do them. Makes me resent work like hell.

Haven't heard from D in like 36 hours. Not super long but I'm sure something is up, his messages aren't even delivering now so I'm sure his phone has ran out of battery. I'm terrified there's something wrong or he's gone into hospital. And I'm pissed because I told him to tell me. And because he wanted to avoid not feeling well I suspect he's just not well and hasn't told me. I'm so mad. I HATE not knowing. And not knowing is clouding my brain with anxiety when I just need to figure out and write a risk assessment even though I have no idea how to do it. Maybe cigarette and modafanil time.