Very bad me!

I am a wicked, evil person. I do things I know that I shouldn't, must not do. I love them but why do I hurt them? I love my two boys, or do I really? Perhaps I do but sometimes my impatient nature and short temperament get the best of me. I always regret and feel bad afterward. Here I am again wallowing in self-pity. If only I would free myself from expressing what I honestly feel I would be whining a lot and I would fall into an abyss of self-loathing and morale destruction. With that I should keep it right here and thrive to be a better person.