stopped [insert not sexist word for bitching aside...
woot! feel at least three times better about life. now if i could muster up energy to study for stats i’d be set!
I wake up and I want to cry. yay...
god mood disorders suck. I think… part of me hates my life immensely it hates the stress, the anxiety, the positioning. It hates that I can blame stuff on other stuff it hates that i’m supposed to be “okay” now ugh wah wah wah. rant rant whiney 13 year old wah but really though. I feel like this like “life is pointless. i’m alone, /i cannot...
looking back at myself a year ago: how embarassing
looking back at myself a month ago: how embarassing
looking back at myself a week ago: how embarassing
looking back at myself yesterday: how embarassing
looking at myself right now: how embarassing
I know I’m supposed to feel something, I just don’t.
I was judging myself according to some weird moral compass whereby transition...