This is my only day off this week, and I spent it at physical therapy, yet another doctor, and then my dad's thousand degree house, where they love to pick on me these past few months more than normal. They, meaning my dad and sister...eehhh....whatever...I'll survive I guess. My dad's house is also SO FUCKING HOT!!
And the doctor gave me a frikkin medical boot to wear. I have to work in this thing! bleh I feel like I'll never get back in the gym at this rate. I might end up needing surgery on my ankle if it doesn't improve in the next month. FEEEKKKK!!! So upset. Feeling so very down today. I finally had started a regular gym routine and was feeling better and seeing a bit of progress, and these past couple of major injuries have screwed me over entirely. It's been two years...two years of not being able to workout. I feel so fat. So chubby. So out of shape. So uncomfortable.
If I had never injured myself, I'd be in the best shape of my life right now. I had trainer sessions that I had payed for and they're gone now. I can't even get them back anymore.
Today is a very emo day. I'm sorry....but I had nowhere to vent to. No one is around, and I'd rather type something here for whoever to read, instead of burdening any of my friends anyways.

TIME TO GO CUT MYSELF, HANG MYSELF, AND TRY TO DROWN MYSELF IN MY BATHTUB.
XD (totally kidding)