You survived Tuesday. Let's get you through this.
It happened. You can't change it. Tuesday came, it did its thing, and now it's gone. The first step to recovery is acceptance. Say it with me: "Tuesday happened, and I'm still here."
Drink water. Touch grass. Remember that you exist in three-dimensional space and not in the abstract hellscape of Tuesday meetings. The sun is a star. You are on a rock. Wednesdays are for healing.
By midday Wednesday, you may begin to feel human again. This is normal. Do not rush the process. Eat lunch. Perhaps a soup. Soup has never hurt anyone on a Wednesday.
You've made it. The worst is behind you. Thursday is approaching with its quiet competence. You have a full 5 days, 7 hours, and 42 minutes before the next Tuesday. Use them wisely.
"You are not your Tuesdays. You are the space between them."