For some reason, today I've had enough. Venting and complaining and wishing things were different isn't cutting it. I don't care that I'm planning a wedding, I don't care that we're going to move in a year, I don't care if I won't be completely stable for a while. I don't care. I cannot stay in this sucks-the-life-out-of-you depressing atmosphere doing something I hate anymore.

It's time to stop putting off everything else.

It's time.

(But I still reserve the right to daydream about winning the lottery).