It's another one of those days when I hate absolutely everything and almost everyone. (almost)

I am at my limit. I'm killing time and burning money staying here and it annoys the shit out of me.

It's pushing me to think about things that I no longer wish to think about.

I don't ever want to go back to my former line of work, but at this moment... in my cash-strapped, desperate... mindset. I want to. I am guaranteed a salary with bonuses and benefits... I don't have to fight tooth and nail for some measly hours. Ughs. Fuck this. Fuck that.

I feel like a lazy fuck who's wasting everyone's resources and time.

I feel more and more useless with each passing day. Shit. I love being home in SF, but this stagnation is killing me. I'm suffocating here... It's killing me.

I don't know what I'm thinking anymore. I've let my thoughts take control of me...

I'm trying my best to fight it, but it seems impossible. Everything's just beating down on me at once.

I'm depressed. I'm angry. I'm confused. I'm tired. I'm tired of feeling like this.

But shit... I really need to stop thinking like this. It needs to stop now before I wind up doing something I'll regret... if I'll even be alive to regret it.