Wagon...what wagon?

Ugh. I hate starting anything because failing sucks so bad. Things were going well and then, just like that, they weren't going well at all. Here I am again. I'm depressed, tired, craving crappy food, blah, blah, blah....

I'm still working with my chiropracter to get my health in order, but I'm not super into it. I feel like nothing is ever going to work for me so it's difficult to be motivated about anything. At this point I'm convinced I'm going to live a miserable life only to die young and fat.

I'm so sick of my own bullshit I could scream.