In essence, if I don't start killing myself with work RIGHT NOW, the future looks so bleak suicide starts to sound rather reasonable.
Because I messed up so badly, even if I manage to pull the next few weeks off, the results will not be pretty.
And I don't want sympathy, I deserve verbal abuse.
I brought all of this down on myself even though I knew it was a bad idea from the start. So it's all my fault and the reek of failure will be forever on me and I deserve it.
So I plan to spend the next few weeks on my own Fortress of Solitude, only it won't be made out of ice (hopefully, I hate cold) and it won't be a castle, and Superman won't be there and there won't be any nifty gadgets.
The essential part is that I will be alone, working or yelling at myself for not working and failing everything
TL;DR VERSION:
Eltitere is having a brain spasm right now and would like to swear off the internet for good. Because I have no self-control, I are unlikely NOT stop checking my deviantArt comments because they're the only nice interaction I have with other human beings these days FOREVER ALONE
HOWEVER, If I DO NOT answer your comments, take this as a good sign!! I means I am actually working or dropped dead.
To maximize damage control, I will definitely won't be looking at my deviantWatch
Don't wish me luck, wish me self-control.
ADDENDUM!!
THIS EXPLAINS EVERYTHING
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