I feel like utter crap today. And it's funny because my Biorhythms say I should be on a high. Which goes to show. What do they know? Crying in the loo and staring out the window. Too hateful of myself to bear looking a/down or b/in the mirror. I keep thinking that maybe what I need is a really big cuddle but that's not something that's available from anyone right now.

I am so sick of hating myself, christ, I can't even look people in the eye. I think people hate me, can't be bothered to waste time talking to me. This is so egocentric! Nobody gives a shit what I look like, why should they? But still I keep saying hideous things to myself, then try to counteract that with something nice. I know the lines about being good to yourself to feel good, being kind to yourself, making yourself feel special. I know that, but the trouble is the real bit of my brain, the 'me' bit, (not the faker saying the kind things it is 'supposed' to) the real me bit knows that the faker's talking bollocks and that it, me, I, am right.

Uplook your very own biorhythms here.