I don't feel like writing dammit.

So, I told myself I would try to make this a daily thing for me. 
Today's post is not going to be about anything in particular.  It's just I'm feeling like I'm going through things and the world just doesn't want to hear it or care.
My "friend" that was supposed to give me an answer about something important completely blew me off.  He proved within 1 week that after 3 years of friendship he is truly an asshole after all.  I shouldn't be surprised - he always told me how he wasn't as good as I thought he was.  I suppose the last 3 years he's just been pretending to be a nice guy.
My parents are going to let 2 almost complete strangers stay in the house full of my stuff for a week.  I'm freaking - I can't afford to fly home and move everything out of the way and I feel like no one is listening to my warnings that my parents could be murdered or things could go missing after they leave.  I mean, one of them is a 14 year old year girl that no one's ever met!  I stole things when I was her age!  I tried to talk to my husband about it today while he was getting ready for work and he said nothing.  Not a damn thing about it.  He said he didn't have enough time to have an opinion about it.  I was ready to buy a plane ticket home after I got off the phone with my mom, but maybe I'm overreacting.  No one else seems to care if my stuff gets stolen, so maybe I shouldn't either.  I plan on getting drunk later on tonight, so I'll not care for sure after that.
I realize that being here I don't take care of myself.  I insult myself before my husband can.  I don't exercise and I eat whatever I want.  I go to bed late, I get up late and I'm always suffering from terrible stress.  Why did I think that this was all ok when I started it up 4 years ago?  Why didn't I just pay attention to my gut, to my friends, to my family, to all the warning signs, to common sense?  Now I'm as heavy as I've ever been, I'm depressed, I'm sad, I'm unemployed, I'm broke, I'm stressed out, and I'm lonely.  Jesus Christ, I've messed up so bad.  Why did I even start this blog?  Just to depress my friends with my stories of poor me?  I'll stop now before this post gets anymore depressing.  Just know I went on the record to say this whole strangers staying in the house was a TERRIBLE idea mom and dad!