Checkbook's overdrawn.
Husband yelled at me.
Seriously crashing.
You know...I tried to be happy, to feel like I'm worth something, that every day is a new day and my life is worth living, but, damn... I'm just fooling myself. I'd like to think I have talent in my writing, but I don't. I'm not the worst person at my job, but that doesn't really count, anybody can do it.
There's just no point.
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