Oh boy. Negative nelly Monday. Everything horrible about myself that I can twist or imagine is running through my head. Its funny how I can state that logically, but cannot control how awful it really feels. Cannot control the cruelty of my own head, that insists on telling me how revolting I am, how pathetic, how much of a loser. Whats most effed up... is its like going in for an interview, because my head is reallllllly good at providing concrete examples. Could it possibly do this on the good side? FUCK NO.... so which side really has more reality to it? Obviously the shit side. So I get to live in my own muck and mire for a few days. Before I relearn how to ignore the fact that I am less than a flea.
Yay! go monday.
Keep smiling.
No comments:
Post a Comment