Looking at the google images for "Friday" has made me even more depressed about my Friday evening than I was before.
Friday. Every person's dream day. But for me? Let's just say that if I don't have plans for a Friday night, I feel like a major loser and like I am just the least coolest kid in school.
So this Friday evening, I found myself: At a petsitting client's house. Asleep on the couch. Watching "The Boxer."
This evening did wonders for my self-esteem. The thing is, I WANT to be okay with spending an evening (even a Friday!) by myself. But that little (or big) voice inside of me still tells me it's uncool not to be doing something social on a Friday night.
And I have no idea how to overcome this belief.
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