Partying with my pity
So…I’m having a bad day and I never take bad days well. You may say, “why Erika, everyone has bad days” but when I have bad days, I always feel I deserve it somehow. I’m guess I’m one of those glass half empty people…super pessimistic. I almost always feel alone. Its like I just know I’m going to die alone with my cats, overweight and covered in moles…funny visual eh? This outlook causes me to push everyone out of my life because I feel too fucked up to let anyone in. I’m not important to myself so I feel like ill never be important to anyone else. Its counter productive, I know. Where do you get self worth from?
