Confused

I don't understand a lot of things. I don't understand why I lose any ability to deal with stress when I am sleep deprived or hungry. Today Brandon waited up for Britain so that I could sleep in until ten. Ironically she also slept in until ten, but it was a kind gesture for him to make for me. I know that I need to do a lot of things. But I'm also trying to be pleased with the things that I do get done. I know life is okay. Everything is going to work out. I think I just need a sleep in day every now and then.