Lately I have been struggling with my positivity. I know I worry too much, but I can't seem to shake my uncertainty. I worry about money, I worry about the debt accumulated in my past life (and how I can't seem to overcome it), I worry about my husband and my baby girl's happiness. I worry the Ella hates me because I am a part of her dad's life. I just feel lousy. I pray, but not nearly enough. I work, way too much, but never hard enough to make 'them' happy. I eat too much. I am struggling. Tomorrow will be a better day.