I’m pretty damned depressed right now. Beating myself up. Telling myself how worthless I am. Feeling hopeless. Trapped. Stuck. Stupid. Frustrated.
I’m tired of having hopes that do nothing but get dashed because EVERYONE ELSE has the authority to manage my life and my dreams. Not me. Never has been me, never will be.
What’s the point of even going on?
Telling myself the platitudes isn’t helping this time, folks. I’m tired.
Pray for me.