Today I decided to give up blogging. Because I'm shit anyway. It takes time and effort, and I have no effort to give anymore.
Today I criticised the way I looked 10 times before I'd even left the house.
Today I bit all of my finger nails down low so that they hurt.
Today I picked fight after fight with my boyfriend to the point where I didn't even know what I was mad at.
Today I replayed some of the horrible things that happened to me over and over in my head, leaving me feeling degraded and worthless.
Today I decided to bail on my fitness class. It was my first effort at exercising again in months, but I have no more effort in me.
Today I thought about calling in sick to work tomorrow, just so I could recover from today.
On days like today my confidence is at its lowest. I'm self-critical, irritable and frustrated. The longer I stay in this frame of mind the more frustrated at myself I become; frustrated because I can't just snap out of it.
That's what they say isn't it? Snap out of it. Your mental illness isn't real. Pull yourself together.
I've tried. I've tried the snapping and the pulling and I can't get it to work.
Days like today are bad days. Write-offs. When things are good I forget days like today are even possible anymore. But then they come back and it feels like every day will be a bad day forever more.
Today I have no self-belief. Today is a reminder of why I needed The Romeo Project to begin with, and why I need to keep building up my skills to fight this.