oh, girl, i am feeling you on this one.
I'm in a theatre design program, and have been going nonstop since September, one production after another, building the shows, running the shows, designing the show, shopping for the show. Then work.
Until yesterday, i had two jobs (a cafe on sunday nights, and sephora every other day). I was at school or work 7 days a week (sometimes at both). It was so stressful. I was snapping constantly. Crying for no reason. Lifeless and exhausted. I'm graduating in the spring, and every 2 minutes i hear "so what are you doing next?". I always had a plan, but now it feels like its falling apart, so even getting asked that pisses me off. I just response i dont know and i dont want to talk about it. Which people tend to give a snippy reply to. Also, i organize x-mas at my house because my dad is too lazy to do anything, and my mom is too flighty and disorganized. So i decorate, i wrap everything, i make sure everyone has a gift. They're prepping for xmas at my house my with stupid horrible unbeareable family (they are loud, volitile, drunks) on the 26th, and my dad is going into hyper nagging mode.
On my birthday, i lost my fucking mind. It was over something as simple as forgetting to bring my jeans to my boyfriends house, so i had no pants to wear in the morning to school. I was crying, like hyperventilating crying. He was sleeping, not paying attention to me, and i told him he was "such a fucking asshole, thank you for successfully ruining my birthday". I spent the entire day in hysterics. I spent about a month wondering if i was developing a mood disorder, as i would often find myself sitting in a little nook, where no one would see me, on the verge of tears. I even contemplated ... well... you know... doing a horrible horrible thing. But i could never do that.
Anyway, im done school now, quit my job at a cafe, and only working at sephora (although its 6 days a week). So things are getting better, but i still have my mood swings. I mostly take it out on my bf, who i apologize to several times a day (i still feel bad about flipping on him on my bday).
My suggestion is just explain to people you're stressed and your sorry when you snap. If they think its frustrating imagine how you feel ya know? Find something that calms you down. For me, its taking baths with wonderful lush bathbombs.
you'll get through it. I'm getting there slowly. Who would have thought stress could mess you up so badly, huh?