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Depression sucks.
Having absolutely no income and feeling like you have no idea how to make money other than waving your art in people's faces and pleading "buy me!" And then being greeted with the chirping of crickets, sucks.
Being in a near constant stare of PMS sucks.
Chronic pain sucks.
Being lonely sucks.
Today is hard. And it's all my own making, I know. "It's all in the attitude." Well my attitude sucks today too. I don't know what I'm doing and I don't know how to get out of it and I can't stop crying and I don't want to feel this way anymore. But I don't know how to fix myself. I don't know how to fix anything. So I cry. And refer to point number one.
I have this pervasive feeling that somehow everyone else managed to learn how to perservere. And I was sick that day or something. I just want to stop crying.
Having absolutely no income and feeling like you have no idea how to make money other than waving your art in people's faces and pleading "buy me!" And then being greeted with the chirping of crickets, sucks.
Being in a near constant stare of PMS sucks.
Chronic pain sucks.
Being lonely sucks.
Today is hard. And it's all my own making, I know. "It's all in the attitude." Well my attitude sucks today too. I don't know what I'm doing and I don't know how to get out of it and I can't stop crying and I don't want to feel this way anymore. But I don't know how to fix myself. I don't know how to fix anything. So I cry. And refer to point number one.
I have this pervasive feeling that somehow everyone else managed to learn how to perservere. And I was sick that day or something. I just want to stop crying.