Today's weather was glorious. I had two (relatively) easy exams and I saw Steve for lunch. It's Thursday, and I love Thursdays. The weekend is here, and on Saturday I have 1) the Purdue game and 2) Steve and mine's two month.

I should be happy.

But all today, I was fighting back tears. Ha, actually, screw that. I broke down into them no less than three times and have a feeling that tonight is going to be rough.

I just feel worthless. I feel worthless and undeserving and imperfect.
I'm not good enough and I don't understand why I can't just be okay.