I'm not sure if I've ever felt like more of a failure than I have at this moment. While I'm slowly getting my life back on track, my mother must have some sort of instinct where she knows my happiness and proceeds to destroy it. I dunno, but things are looking up, finally.

But I won't let it get me down. Lent is here and I'm giving up laziness. I'm going to lose this excess weight and get my shit together. It's time to do it.