So last night things got the better of me again. Money, bills and my future became a swirling pile of thoughts that kept me up, woke me up, and made me wallow in self doubt last night.
I have got to find a way to fix my car. Not having it is killing me. I need to start making some changes in my life, or I’m in danger of going back into a depression. That only makes me sadder, fatter, and negative overall.