Seriously, bugger off. I know this is PLF (Post-LARP-Fatigue) and I know that it sucks like that but really? Do you really have to beat yourself up about every. Single. Thing. That happened at the event, your fault or not. And feel guilty about not being everywhere at once? While trying to look after yourself?
And now we're going on holiday, and I've been excited about that for months and now I just want to hide rather than do something fun and all my keen has failed me. Urgh. Seriously, fuck you JerkBrain and all of your HeadWeasles too.
TL;DR First world problems combined with tired.