I find that these three emotions on the mood chart are my consistant friends. The three "F"s. Mostly it's mentally I'm fatigued, it's the world I'm afraid of and it's myself I'm frustrated with. I feel like I have nothing to look forward to and will never have again.
My life is a disaster - just this week my friend accidentally broke the carafe on our new coffee maker and I took a bowl out of the microwave last night and the damp bottom had created a vacuum between it and the revolving plate and as I pulled out the bowl... This morning I was washing dishes and cut myself under the bubbles when I pulled out what hurt. It was a jagged piece of my boyfriend's favorite Guiness beer glass - which had been whole going in. These stupid accidents are just a microcosm of the way everything is constantly going wrong in my life in bigger ways.
Soy un perdedor - I'm a loser baby so why don't you kill me?