Frustrated. Angry. As usual, no one's fault but my own. Why am I such a MORON? Why do I procrastinate things? Ugh. This is the second time in a row I have screwed up this particular thing, too, which just makes it indescribably worse.
Can I just run away now? I'll move to someplace where no one can find me, no Internet connection, no phone, nothing. I'll never have to worry about this again. I won't guilt myself into trying a third time, and I'll never even have to fess up that I, CJ Smith, f*cked it up AGAIN. I'll just vanish. I won't let anybody down ever again. Poof, I'm invisible, I'm gone.
Can I just run away now? I'll move to someplace where no one can find me, no Internet connection, no phone, nothing. I'll never have to worry about this again. I won't guilt myself into trying a third time, and I'll never even have to fess up that I, CJ Smith, f*cked it up AGAIN. I'll just vanish. I won't let anybody down ever again. Poof, I'm invisible, I'm gone.
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As for what I was trying to tell you CJ, there are good reasons to be hard on yourself, and bad reasons. It looked from here like you were slipping over from critical analysis into useless self flagellation. It's a problem good officers can have sometime, ma'am.
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It's a problem good officers can have sometime, ma'am.
(nods) Thank you, Sergeant, I think I see what you're getting at. And yes -- I've seen that sort of thing in good responsible folk, myself.
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And you're welcome, ma'am.
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