I’m resentful and angry at everyone.

I need some me time to get all this shit done and my house clean and my oil changed and my room clean. Yet, I signed up to work half the weekend, just so I won’t feel alone in the hours where I know I’m always alone…

I wish I wasn’t so mad and angry at everyone but my impossible standards makes it difficult to like myself and anyone else, for that matter. I thought once I got thrugh January everything would be okay but I need to catch up…

I’m almost caught up. I need this weekend. Hopefully everything is okay after this weekend.

I don’t know why anyone puts up with me. Sorry, I’m such a bitch/downer/asshole/everything. I just want to lay in bed forever.

Ugh.