Truth

I’m depressed. I’ve been in my house all week. I spend too much online. My poor dog has been injured twice and I’ve spent hundreds of dollars and hours at the vet’s office. Apart from boot camp, nothing seems to be going well.
I wish I wasn’t 34. If I was 24, this mood might make sense. At 34, it is merely pathetic.

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