Sometimes I just want to shake myself and tell myself to be the best Heather that I can everyday. But then I'm lazy. And I don't do my hair. And I can't be bothered getting dressed. Does anyone else feel like their life is a collection of messes that they make all over and then when the mess gets so bad that you can't clean it up you move on. And that mess is still kind of floating in the proverbial ocean....choking aquatic life, polluting the air...etc. I am in an escaping mood. I just always thought I would be good to someone but it seems I am nothing but a problem and a mess that no one can clean up. I was raised better than this.