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i'm so unbelievably exhausted.
i am so tired that i am physically ill.
on top of that, i am angry, bitter, and resentful.
if people could just let me be, i'd be happy.
ugh.
i want to go to sleep.
i wish i didn't have class in 11 hours.
and i wish i didn't have a paper in that class due last friday.
and i wish my psychiatrist weren't making me go see my psychologist tomorrow because my first psychiatrist thought i was anorexic because i wore a sweater and didn't eat hospital food and now i must be one because i went from being pudgy to thin. bullshit. let me love myself for once without being questioned; without feeling as though no matter what, i can never be good enough for anyone, even when i'm happy with myself, no one else is satisfied with that.
motherfucking brutes.
i am so tired that i am physically ill.
on top of that, i am angry, bitter, and resentful.
if people could just let me be, i'd be happy.
ugh.
i want to go to sleep.
i wish i didn't have class in 11 hours.
and i wish i didn't have a paper in that class due last friday.
and i wish my psychiatrist weren't making me go see my psychologist tomorrow because my first psychiatrist thought i was anorexic because i wore a sweater and didn't eat hospital food and now i must be one because i went from being pudgy to thin. bullshit. let me love myself for once without being questioned; without feeling as though no matter what, i can never be good enough for anyone, even when i'm happy with myself, no one else is satisfied with that.
motherfucking brutes.