Failure

Two days ago I gave up on this one project. I just couldn't do it, I cried for an hour and told them I quit.

Today one of my friends there messaged me and told me he was dissapointed in me.

Dissapointed.
DISSAFUCKINGPOINTED!

And now... I guess I will never get rid of that. It's like a fucking leech on my shoulder, always there, telling me how fucking bad I am at keeping myself together.


Failure.

Hopefully I'll get help to manage this project. Oh well