Grumpy af. Letting my life fall apart by not doing the things I need to do. Feeling worthless, and yet at war with anything and everything. Nothing is satisfactory and nothing is going to work out. I don't know why I'm so b*tchy, even though I'm mostly okay. It's unrealistic of me to expect life to be fair and without disappointments.
Anyway, kind of a petty complaint now that I see this written out. Really, I'm in an awful mood, and that is coloring all of my thinking today.