Sad.
Pathetic.
Loser.
Trash.
There's motivation driving it, of course, but I'm not sure I want to verbalize it.
Mainly because the problem is something that's so STUPID that if I verbalized it, there'd be no rational explanation as to why I'm feeling this way.
So there you have it.
I felt the need to make the blog post, but not the need for the details.
I'm just...well, truly pathetic no matter how you slice it. Even if you don't think I'm pathetic, then by virtue of not thinking I'm pathetic, I'm pathetic for THINKING I'm pathetic.
Lesser form of being pathetic, but still pathetic all the same.
I'm...just going to get some sleep. In spite of how bad that is right now, given how much I should be doing. I just need to escape from my life, all aspects of it, for a little while. And sleep is the least-dangerous method I have of it, sleep for an extra 1-2 hours to normal.