I hate myselfJuly 28, 2007
I really do. Why do I bother ever making an effort to make anything nice ever because I have the ability to completely undo, ruin and destroy all of it within days of achieving anything good.
I washed my silk skirt, on a cold ish wash in the washing machine. I knew it should have been hand washed but noooo, lets make things easier by throwing it in the old machine. Its completely ruined. Not even good enough to use as dish rags.
when will I learn? why did I bother falling in love with some great and lovely work only to take it away from myself. I’m sorely tempted to get the frying pan out and try and knock some sense in until I pass out.
suggestions on how to fix are most welcome. I consider myself entitled to mope for the rest of the weekend feeling unfulfilled.