Yesterday was a difficult day. I gave up. I spent most of it in bed thinking about how awful I am and because I am awful, useless, incompetent therefore how awful my life is.
I had dreamed the night before about my best friend’s mother. I awoke feeling that I needed to share the message of the dream with her (which I did later). Then darkness crowded in and wiped away any feelings other than disappointment, dissatisfaction and dislike (of self).
It was a really bad day. After giving in to the dark thoughts, I then spent time thinking about how to move forward and reshape my life. I have plans swirling around and hope to solidify the necessary steps. Radical changes and gradual changes. Most importantly, however: