As soon as I put myself out there, it all seems to blow up in my face. What is the fucking point if I can never win? I really thought I was happy. But lately I have gone right back to my previous feelings of not being good enough. I feel like everything I have done to make things better came crashing down on me after you lie last week. Why do I even bother?
You're right - its stupid to have irrational dreams.
