Right now, in this moment, I feel dread and uncertainty comes over me. I walked into my ex-job to sign my resignation forms and when I left I felt….blah.
It could be because I have been smoking and drinking. I have been using marijuana. I have not been taking my medication. I have really been fucking up all the good that I’ve gained… and for what? NOTHING.
This always happens to me. I get on track, I hate being on the track, I leave the track. I’m depressed about my being on track.
UGH UGH UGH!
What is wrong with me? This isn’t mental illness. This is a curse.