Today, I'm feeling uncertain of my feelings... I have lots to do with kids going in every directions. I'm board to death with absolutely no motivation. Even though I'm surrounded by family and friends. I feel so alone.

I should go workout and try to lose those 15 lbs I've gained in the last year. Better yet the endless list of projects needed to be done around the house. Yet, who cares if I accomplish any of these tasks I may or may not do?

My family is so self absorbed it's ridiculous! They wouldn't care or notice...
shoot, I can feel the self pity and melancholy emotions rise as I write this.

Does it really matter????????
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