Feeling a little bit (okay, a lot) like a failure today.

Stressed over this one stupid wedding issue.  Stressed over work.  Stressed over being a degreeless 26-year-old.  Stressed over not having valuable, strong relationships with more than a small handful of people.  Stressed over, essentially, BEING a failure.  Not a failure in the sense that I’m not a good person or that I’m not trying, but a failure based on everything I was ever taught or raised to believe about success.

It’s rather overwhelming, really, trying to walk around while carrying around the weight of Epic Fail.

And I do just wish I could explain it all away by saying “It’s Thursday.”