self-loathing

I'm sick of myself. I'm sick of the post I had up before about dreams, so I took it down. I'm sick of the past couple of days. I'm sick of my attitude, sick of my behavior, sick of being needy, sick of wallowing in something, sick of hating myself, sick of not taking care of myself, sick of my old storylines, sick of my flailing and floundering, sick of all my circumstances, sick of my shit.

I am sick of my shit.

I'm done.