Every time I get into a funk I can't wait for it to be over. Its like everything is lackluster and worthless. If I'm worthless then how anything matter to me? Its like trying to do rocket science--I don't know how, I'm too ignorant.
Today I wanted to be non-existent. Again, this never has to do with dying, I'm not interested in dying. Its just the closest thing to what I want which is to have never existed in the first place. I offend myself by being here, always a self imposed let down.
I ate way too much today. Still down 28 lbs.
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