Horrible. I saw a therapist and told her about being almost 35 and broke and no career and a job that only pays 47k. She tried to say I was still young, but I could already see it in her eyes. She knows the truth.

I don't know why I couldn't have just done the 9-5 thing like everyone else, even if it was boring or whatever, I could've salvaged something of a life. It's a nice day today and I see everyone out enjoying it, relaxing. That will never be me again. It's all I really want. But all I can think about is how much of a failure I am and that I have no reason to enjoy anything. What a shitbag disaster of a life.