Sometimes, I do things that I know that I’m going to regret before I do them and yet, I don’t seem to be able to stop myself.
Did that recently. Still wallowing because of it.
I have always struggled with my self-esteem. I’ve never been excessively confident and find arrogance/cockiness extremely unattractive in others (self-assurance is something completely different and is sexy).
This divorce process has stripped me of whatever self-esteem I thought I had and I am clawing and scrabbling to try to get some of it back. Today is harder than most days and it’s my own damn fault.
I just can’t figure out how to turn my thoughts around.
I wish I could delete people from my brain as easy as it is to delete their phone number or their Facebook accounts.
Ugh. And there’s my bitch and moan for the day.