12,354 Days Alive
Today is one of those days where nothing has gone quite right.
It’s exhausting and anxiety inducing as hell. I get paid tomorrow, but my entire paycheck is going to be decimated by bills and gas and medication costs.
I can’t seem to get ahead.
And apparently that’s my own fault. I don’t make as much as my housemates. And my attempts at finding side work has thus far been not as successful as I hoped.
Things will improve. I just have to work harder and more and pray I don’t burn out.
I’m going to bed.