Wondering...

What's good about me? I know I can't be all bad, but for some reason, I find it really hard to see what's good in me, especially lately.

I see no real reason for me to be here on this planet.

I should say here that I'm not suicidal, I just don't see why I'm here.

I suppose I'm having a bit of a George Bailey moment.

Maybe I need to watch It's a Wonderful Life.

I conquered my personal Everest tonight!

I ate a hotdog for dinner. Chili, cheese mustard and sauerkraut. Mmmmmm.

It was really good.

And no guiltiness either.

Yay me!

Silly to be so happy over that, I know, but I haven't had a full out hotdog since well before my father died.

It was wonderful. No fear of guilt at all.

*twirls in a happy dance*