My own attitude bothers me sometimes, like what is the problem now

My own attitude bothers me sometimes, like what is the problem now. Like, there are days when I don't even understand what we're upset about. Nothing happened. Nobody said anything. The weather's fine. I've eaten. I've had a coffee. And somehow I'm walking around with the energy of someone who has been personally betrayed by the entire organization. I just catch myself getting annoyed because somebody asked me a completely reasonable question. Like, do you know what time we're leaving? Why are you interrogating me? And then I'm like, okay, relax. Did they ask what time we were leaving? At some point, you have to stop blaming everybody else and acknowledge that, unfortunately, you are the difficult person in the room today. And I hate when people are extra nice when I'm in one of those moods because now I can't even justify it. Like, could somebody please do something wrong so I have somewhere to put this attitude? Like, instead, everyone's being pleasant and I'm irritated by the sound of cabinets closing. And then sometimes I literally hear the tone of my own response and think, wow, that was unnecessary. Like, did they ask what time we were leaving? It's especially humbling when somebody asks, are you okay? Yes, that's the concerning part. Nothing is wrong. This is apparently just today's personality. So, you know, occasionally after removing myself from society for everyone's benefit, not because anyone did anything to me, but because I've reviewed the evidence and unfortunately the problem appears to be internal. So, you know, occasionally after removing myself from society for everyone's benefit, not because anyone did anything to me, but because I've reviewed the evidence and unfortunately the problem appears to be internal.