Last night was bad. Everything I am worried about seemed to hit me. I have many more concerns than I usually realize. Everyone has them to some extent, so I'm not that different, I just let them consume me.

I worry that I've squandered all the good things I've had. I worry my life is slowly going to worsen and the good parts of it are over. I have very few friends, my family is far away and cares little for me, I have difficulty finding a job. I don't know if I'll ever find the solutions to those problems. It's hard for me to trust, I don't know what I can do to help my job situation that I haven't already done.