(no subject)
Out of any other goddamn day of the fucking year, I just had to be irresponsible, unprofessional, a complete failure, and make a terrible, irreversible mistake with disastrous consequences to our family business' reputation on the exact fucking day I've been waiting my entire life. The mistake is entirely my own but the timing? The circumstances? Why now, why? If it had to happen, why did it have to ruin the only thing I've been excited about for the last two years? I don't even feel like going to the concert now, I'm so depressed.
I should just tie a rock around my neck and jump off the cliff. I don't think it gets much worse than how I'm feeling right now. Just...
I give up.
Posted via LiveJournal app for iPhone.