Today is one pixel. You’re panicking like it’s the whole screen.

A bad day fills the entire frame while you are inside it, because it is the only one you can see from there. Zoomed out it is a single point among thousands, and hardly any of the ones behind it are individually memorable now. The panic is a scale error rather than a reading of the facts.

When today feels total, try counting how many days you have already lived that you cannot recall at all. Do something ordinary and let this one finish. Tomorrow genuinely starts again, which is not a consolation so much as a fact about days.