for much of yesterday, I mainly had a sense of shame

thinking about my life and how little i've accomplished- despite coming a long way in terms of age

I can't help it, my life totally sucks- and their's no getting away from the fact that actually, a lot of my life has just been wasted.

today was okay, despite getting nothing done. I felt a bit better emotionally, still very depressed though

(and I read some of my harry potter book). it's very rare I actually get reading done- guess I don't enjoy it as much as I used to

(remembers her school days of reading book after book after book)