Mood: Fucking Miserable
I wish I knew what was wrong with me. I really do.
I know I'm stressed...things with my dad are up and down and if they could get two fucking doctors to agree with each other, it would be a damn miracle.
I know I'm tired...I can hardly sleep with the asshole I married running his cutter all night.
I know I'm overworked...my boss is an idiot and I do care too much and let it all get to me.
I know I'm underpaid...none of my bills are getting paid in a timely manner.
However, I'm in such a mood right now that I'm seriously looking for the hole I can climb into to stop subjecting everyone to me. In fact, for the first time since I got it (when it wasn't required), I turned my phone off today.
*sigh*
I'm audi...