Now I've gone too far. I'm depressed and making an ass of myself in front of my family on a weekly basis. I woke up Saturday with burst capillaries around my nose that are visible at conversation distance. This is the first time that's ever happened to me and I'm terrified and mortified at the same time. We're about to go to church and I have no idea how I'm going to be able to stand showing off my lack of control so vividly to all the people who see me. Don't even get me started on my terror and dread of how this will look in front of all my coworkers come Monday.
I'm deeply ashamed and scared and panicked and wish I were back to where I was in February. When church is over I'm off to pick up all the supplements again to get back started with those. I also remember what a difficult climb it was and how hard it was back in January to get as far out as I got, and I am dreading facing that again. I then get depressed that I threw that away and get more down on myself, more anxious, more depressed. It's all the stupid cycle that you read that people like me get into but that doesn't make it not real.
If life were a videogame at this point I'd turn me off or hit reset. I'm pathetic. Woe is me. Pity me. Cue the tiny violins for the poor victim here. Stupid jerk - fix yourself.
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