Man up

I am going to man up. I'm going to stop whining about things I cannot control and planning my future sadness. This is ridiculous. I am no longer a moody, angst-ridden sixteen year old. I am an adult. I have a job and a life and I will not complain about men and circumstances and plan to be depressed, put it on my to-do list, plan for the downfall. I will not come to terms with the fact that I am alone. I am alone. I will not tell myself things will be better once I meet someone. I will not mope and bitch and act like life isn't fair. I need to get over myself.