A million thoughts running through my head

Do I over value myself? Am I worthless? What the fuck am I doing? I knew the story I wanted to write a moment ago? Why's it matter? Is it time to name the reasons? Close my eyes and get the last hour of sleep? Wanted to go lay down with the wife but know I'd be made unhappy for sleeping there.

If you don't want your partner why won't you let them go?