When am I going to find the strength to pick myself back up again? I'm almost used to being stepped on now. That's why my Facebook pic is of a goomba.

I'm sitting outside of a church. I guess it's my main church; it's the one I go to the most often. 

And it's closed.

I tried to get out today, to meet up with people, and then I chickened out and yelled at myself and came to church.

And it's closed.

Have I made one fucking good decision this whole year? I am piss broke and too fucking lazy to do anything about it. Why am I so broken? I have friends, family, mentors, and other people who I think care about me. They might miss me if I went away. But I can't fucking get it anymore. I just quit and run away. I run away to a church that doesn't care about me. A church that wouldn't miss me if I went away, because now it's closed.