Today is just an all-around bad day. And nothing bad happened. On the outside, I was happy and laughing and going shopping with my family.
On the inside? On the inside I was driving myself crazy with those stupid thoughts.
Thinking about things that I really shouldn’t be thinking about because it has nothing to do with me and will only make me feel worse about myself and besides it’s all in the past now so what do I care? It’s not like I didn’t do the exact same thing. So why am I jealous? Seriously. WHY.
All I’m doing is making myself feel worthless. Like I always do. Always, always, always. Worrying worrying worrying.
I’M SICK OF IT. I hate this part of myself. If each part of my personality was an actual person, I would KILL this part without a second thought. Ugh.