I am sick of having asthma.

I am sick of getting migraines.

I am sick of hypertension.

I am sick of being allergic to everything.

I am sick of having a body which manages to have some serious pain or attack of something at least once a month.

I am sick of being incompetent.

I am sick of making the same mistakes over and over again.

I am sick of explaining myself.

I am sick of saying the wrong things to the wrong people.

I am sick of walking on the razor’s edge.

I am sick of doing what I think is appropriate and finding that it is another mistake.

I am sick of being lazy.

I am sick of being thirty-three and still having no direction.

I am sick of not having accomplished anything with my life.

I am sick of screwing up.

I am sick of stress.

I am sick of responding to stress with asthma or migraines or high blood pressure.

I am sick of being unable to fulfill the commitments that I make.

I am sick of having to break promises.

I am sick of not having the time to take care of what’s important.

I am sick of procrastinating.