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Terrible

doesn’t even cut it.

golf prac at the driving range today was just so unbelievably terrible. i can’t even… urgh. it was just so unbearably bad i don’t know what’s wrong with me. i was doing fine and getting so much better and then suddenly everything is going downhill. and why is it every damn monday i have to do this thing were i start remembering my past and measuring myself to see how far i’ve fallen from what i used to be and then i go and beat myself up about it and want to cry and lose focus all in the middle of golf. why. urgh. 

i know my coach thinks it’s anxiety over my dad who tries to tell me how to play, how to swing and how to do everything all at the same time. i don’t know. maybe it is. maybe it’s just me. 

and why is my weight going up even though i’m exercising now. feel so gross and fed up now. 

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