Why did I attend an Episcopal Church service with Alan on Sunday and cry my eyes out?
Why do I continue to allow my home teachers to see me even though I already know I can't go back to the church?
Why do I spend time at work writing blog posts and flirting with boys that are thousands of miles away?
Why am I so hard on myself? I've lost 20 pounds in the last year, and yet I'm constantly depressed at how fat I am.
I'm going to get fired one of these days.