I did not pick out clothes the night before.
At first I was miserable.
I couldn’t stop me beating myself up for failure.
It’s so simple.
See, I’m still doing it.
Then I feel even more miserable for being so mean to myself.
Let it go.
I’m human. I’m tired. I take on too many goals at once.
Now I’m trying to justify it.
No. There is no need.
That doesn’t define you.
Let it go. Let it go.
Carry on. Just carry on.
A new moment is waiting for you
As soon as you let go of the one that passed.