Feeling pretty down. My mind is doing the planning thing again, can't seem to stop it. I want the shit to stop and I know a surefire way to make that happen, except it's not something I really want to do either. So I feel trapped. Either end this or go on struggling for the next x amount of years, and for what. All this for the sake of fucking money. I can't even enjoy watching shows any more because my brain is saying "See that person, they got paid Β£250,000 for playing another person in this episode". So I can't even escape into something. I hate that my life is nothing but financial pressure and I can't go back in time and fix the mistakes which led me to this point.
At the same time I know a good night's sleep would probably help a great deal. But I've been saying that for a week now and getting nowhere with the sleep. It's hard enough doing the normal stuff without sleep, never mind climb mountains. I'm going to go and lie in my bed and maybe oblivion will come for a few hours. And then I'll do that waking up thing, open my eyes and look forward to the day, then remember all the bloody problems that I have to deal with.
Sorry for rambling on. I'm tired, so tired.