Raging

Today is one of those awful days. I don't know what triggers it and am equally clueless about how to turn it around. I am sad, furious, empty, and hot.
I found this picture (among many others) over the weekend and just rage and collapse when I realize what I have allowed me to do to ME. And I am still doing it. Dear Smiley, what did it feel like to have a waist? Oh really, can't remember? Of course not. Bitter old loser.
Trying to refocus. Unsuccessfully so far.