Yesterday night I totally lost it. I am supposedly trying to be independent, and not be such a crybaby. So there I go crying to my parents about how hard my miserable little life is. I hate to make them worry about me. I've played this game before, and it gets me nowhere.
The work. It is all-consuming. If I'm not in front of a computer, I probably should be. I ran out of clean laundry yesterday. I haven't done dishes in a couple of days.