This is the worst day on record. It would seem that my inability to live life correctly is catching up to me. I've got rent due, with no obvious solution like the last times, and I've exhausted all my friends with my quote "Laziness". Truthfully, I would love for it to be laziness that kept me from work, because then I'd know how to combat it. Currently I don't work because depression crushes me everyday I wake up. I'm unable to move for hours until my body finally craves food enough that I get up.

I'm incredibly stressed out, and seeking help for things that may or may not work out. I can't handle doing this on my own. I've got 24 hours to figure some things out that I should have been thinking about long before this. How does living slip my mind? I don't know how, but I'm screwed now. Oh man. I should have gone to that Therapist this week (I bailed on that commitment, like I do all others). Sorry for wasting everyones time with this post.