I feel bad that I've been sitting at my apartment all weekend yet I was invited to two different birthday celebrations at bars tonight. I wish I could just get over my shit and go. I just don't know what I'd wear and I know ill feel bad about being fat. So, I am all alone and sad. I haven't left my bed all weekend. It's like I LIKE being depressed or something.
What a waste of a weekend. Of my life.