My life consists of me doing one agonizingly hard thing after another and it never lets up. And, in the end, there's just no pay-off. I mean, fuck, it took me how long to finally try and give therapy a real chance? And the punchline is that I'm having to quit after three months because of insurance problems. Are you reading this and facepalming? I would be. I am so fucking stupid to even hope that things might become better for me. There is no use trying when all I ever do is just spin my wheels and not ever get anywhere worthwhile.