Confused
Confused
The Hokey Pokey IS what it's all about
Extremely happy.
I feel and angry and stupid and guilty and stupid and sad and angry and guilty and stupid.
If I could punch myself and give myself a lobotomy I would. This is just so stupid.
The Hokey Pokey IS what it's all about
I feel discouraged and like I am covering up all of my feelings because I can't relax, like I just can't feel okay like I am just safe and can really just RELAX, I am on edge, always a little concerned trying to downplay my fears...and keep living and I always sleep later than I wish I would go to sleep. I wish I would go to bed at 9PM and just catch up on my sleep but I don't
I'm feeling really good. I slept really well and had good dreams.
Ready to take on the day!
Lonely
In regards to myself: frustrated, anxious, bored, restless, uncertain, and a myriad of other feelings to one degree or another. Things could be and have been worse, however, and I'm trying to stay focused on that fact enough to appreciate that they aren't.
In addition to my own problems, I'm concerned about someone I know feeling down and I'm frustrated with knowing there's nothing I can really do to help—kind words can only go so far, and that's not nearly far enough. I really hope their mood improves, even if only moderately.
“Scratch any cynic and you will find a disappointed idealist.” — George Carlin
"If it's true that our species is alone in the universe, then I'd have to say the universe aimed rather low and settled for very little." — George Carlin
Could be worse, then again could be better. Bored, feeling loserish, trying not to dive headfirst into more depressive thinking.
It's a very back-and-forth kinda day for me in regards to emotions. And I'm cold. Why on earth is by bedroom cold?
Depressed, tired, finding it hard to concentrate on anything.
“Scratch any cynic and you will find a disappointed idealist.” — George Carlin
"If it's true that our species is alone in the universe, then I'd have to say the universe aimed rather low and settled for very little." — George Carlin
Slight headache, carpel tunnel, left foot cramp and filled with a poison heart
Sad.