It’s been a rough few days. I am depressed. I don’t just feel like I’m not moving forward. I feel like I am being beaten backwards by the universe. I am disappointed in myself. I should have a few projects completed by now and I don’t. It’s not that I am being lazy. I am focusing my mental efforts on tasks that aren’t important. I do this when I am close to finishing something. I self sabotage. I have a fear of success. I can’t think this way any more. I have four kids to take care of. I have to finish. I have no other choice. I finish my projects. Just like I draw a heart every night. Think about how love will carry me across the finish line tonight as I fall to sleep.