Week Two

Everything felt harder
this week.

I found myself struggling
not to snap at people
for no reason.

I am apparently having Doritos
and ice cream
for dinner tonight.

I don’t even care if that’s a little
self destructive

because it is keeping me
from going out
and doing something
much more risky.

I don’t know what, exactly,
but something.

I spent so long
trying so hard
to be good

my goodness
is all used up.

I’d better schedule
that axe-throwing session
soon.