The Beginning of the Rest of My Life

Just recently I've decided that in order to be happy I have to be happy with myself, and the more I looked around, the less I liked. I drifted off into a deep depression, cooking, cleaning, video games, and writing all took a back burner, and I just seem to drudge through the days and do the bare minimum.  Piles of dirty dishes, laundry, and oh my, dust bunnies, until I finally got disgusted with myself. Enough is enough! I need to be better for my children, what example am I setting for them, when I sleep all day long letting them terrorize the house? None....more