So many things for me to say, to write but I just can't fathom the words, can't seem to find the perfect way for me to say--or write it. I spent half of my time procrastinating and the other half regretting the fact that I procrastinated. Then, I'll get frustrated with myself and I just lie down and make excuses for myself...and the cycle goes on. I see everyone moving forward with their lives and here I am, being upset about it. But at the end of the day, I have no one else to blame but myself and that's the worse thing I can ever feel about myself. This is all a mess.
