014/100 Frustrated

This weekend has been a low in terms of holding my shit together. It happens, I’m not perfect. But it doesn’t make me feel any better when I become bitter, angry, a sob, and just a complete 180 of my normal self. This was the simplest way to demonstrate the frustration I have after too many things going wrong so frequently making me completely doubtful and angry. Hopefully, tomorrow will be a better day.