So today would not be one of those good days. I was humiliated, degraded, and starved all day. Plus, I'll have to go back and do it tomorrow.
I'm not comfortable in my own skin. I don't know if I ever really have been. Maybe that's one of my problems. And it's not even that, most of the time. I don't usually think about the fact that I'm not really the prettiest girl around or that I wear incredibly thick glasses, because that doesn't really tell anybody who I am. I think about what a klutz I am or how I can't ever seem to say the right thing.
And then today was just...I can't talk to people. I realized that. Why don't I have one of those cool relationships where I don't feel bad about calling someone and just crying, even if it might sound stupid? I just let people talk to me about themselves. Of course, for most of them, that's all they ever talk about anyway, but still.
My eyes are just so old.
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