11:58 AM: I still feel dirty inside. As if I’ve been caught cheating on something or called out on a lie. I feel uncomfortable in my skin and I’m not sure why. Perhaps I’ve been overreaching and unrealistic in goal setting and simply leaving some things unmet has left me feeling like a failure. Or perhaps, attempting to address all domains each day has made it difficult, if not impossible, to make any real progress in a single domain. Perhaps it’s because we still live in squalor. An entire season has went by, three fourths of a year gone, and the basement has still not been cleared, the back bedroom has still not been cleared, the garage has still not been cleared, the roof is no closer to being replaced, and three out of four of the things I just listed cost exactly zero monies. Perhaps I have not been aggressive enough in chastising myself and debasing my value as a human being.
Maybe I just need a drink.
