Schadenfreude
October 6th, 2026
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The highlight of my day was the afternoon rush hour journey back home. That is all I can say about my day. And the trip back was a positive thing because of the stupidity of another person that I witnessed, and I enjoyed it. So nothing that happened today was anything I could be proud of. And the last few days were the same, with maybe more added anger. I know I didn't do any self-care. I know I didn't do anything that could give me any pleasure, or even a quiet peace of mind. Of course, I have an excuse ready — I am too tired to do anything but nothing, except slowly winding myself up even further in the unresolved issues. And, of course, creating new issues through non-existent imaginary disasters. So I’ll stop myself from thinking about resolution and being better than I am today. Today I am low, and all I know is that I don't want to be where I am now, but I have no energy to expand for myself. A vicious cycle…
