Its whatever at this point. I've grown tired of being burned to a god damn crisp at ever fucking attempt to have something positive happen, but it never does. Ever. There is always some bullshit in some way shape or form. I don't even have the energy to to be upset. I don't care. Im done.

I really don't want to go. There is absolutely no point. No purpose. No reason for me to put myself in that position anyway. Lose lose for me. As usual.

Don't tell me anything about lifting,because i slave through that 5 days a week and i do cardio when I'm not at work. Im on my last 45lbs. No difference has been made.

Whatever. What do i do now? I want to prepare for complete solitude. It's what really makes me happy anyway.