Defeated
01/26/01
I feel defeated.
Not by any foe other than my own ineptitude and inability to manage my day. I feel weary. I want to cry until all this crap inside of me is free from my body, from bleary eyes and pounding head, to leaden fingers and very vexed toes. It’s been a cruddy week and I’m just homesick like crazy, feeling generally annoyed with myself and addled. Ever feel so sick & frustrated that it’s like you’re walking in a cold foggy maze and no matter what you try, you can’t seem to climb over the walls or navigate out? And you feel just frustrated, anxious and annoyed? I feel raw, and tense and all spratzled and blarsy. I feel like I hate myself for my own inability to climb out of this slump. My brain feels burdened. Coffee, nor nicotine, nor prayer seems to elevate this. I feel defeated. By my own weakness

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