Day 10 (04.05.2016) - Clothing shame, shaming shame and walk of shame.

I was saying to myself "go, you will be so proud of yourself if you will get there". And I struggle with these thoughts for almost an hour, but finally I decided that I should go. I did, and started regreting that I did.
Is this really my life? I want to wake up ten years ago and realize that all was just one really, really bad dream.
And how pathetic I am still stubborn on thinking that it is (in a way) good as it is, cause I wouldn't know or/and learn many important things in any other way.