The operation failed within 5 minutes of it's "birth"..

Now I'm wondering if happiness is at all attainable for me..or maybe i'm just always going to be miserable because I can't do all the things I want to do.

I was flipping out about something last night and the boy stopped me and said "Where is this coming from..this isn't you..there is just so much hatred in your voice right now and it's not you."

I don't know where it's coming from.

Got to find a happy place.

I swear I used to never be this miserable.