many years ago
I started a translation of a paper for a scholar in China. I’m ashamed and embarrassed to say that I’ve never finished the translation and it is unlikely that I’ll ever finish the translation.
It represents the very first thing I committed to that I never managed to finish. Ever. I’m not really sure how to say, “Sorry, this thing I meant to do will never be finished because I suck!”.
This scholar just emailed me…
Anyway… this is one more continuation of a week filled with fail. A week where I’ve constantly felt frustrated with my personal failures. Weeks like this make want to give up.
I feel exhausted with struggling all the damn time.