You know, I've had a shitty night. Mainly due only to my own self-pity, the most identifiable of my weaknesses (i.e. something I recognise myself, and therefor must be blaringly obvious to others).
But it could be worse I guess.
This is sad. It's worse than anything I've felt. And much as I'd like to claim how bad my life is, it isn't quite that bad.

I'll explain more about my night tomorrow, when I'm less filled with self-pity.