I hate myself today. I'm squirrely and anxious. I'm overweight and disappointed in myself every time I eat. I can't focus on work when I'm waiting for a text response. My feelings don't matter. Everything I say is hypocritical. And apparently I "play the victim" when I explain my actions.

Like all women do, according to him. That's just what we do. But I can't state that I like to do things like shop and curl my hair "because I'm a girl". Yet I'm the hypocrite?

I'm looking into company-sponsored therapy. If I can't find any I'll shell out the cash elsewhere. In the meantime I need to shut the hell up.

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