Parents left this morning, and that's the end of their visit. It was tiring. I don't know what else to say about their visit, except maybe that I've gained some more weight now...

I finally decided that I'm not going to Annie's wedding. The reason is simple: the way she treated me through the years and through this pre-wedding period annoyed me way too much. As much as I'd love to see the friends gathering for this wedding, I have to pass. I think I'll regret this decision. But nobody would care anyway.

And now I'm depressed...the thoughts coming through: "I'm not good enough to be anyone's friend"; "I ruin too many friendships, might as well not start anymore"; "I can't do anything"; "Things I want to do, I can't do; things that I don't want to do, I must do"; "I really don't know why I'm still living"...