KILL ME, NOW!
They say keeping a journal is good for you, but I can't seem to bring myself to write anything in it. I mean, there's lots to write about, but IDK...
I am so stressed out, so angry, so fucked up right now I can't even imagine where to start. Actually, I'm not. I'm not gonna start - for the simple fact that I wouldn't know where to end... So here's a summary.
I've just been asked to see a psychologist - request from work and from uni.
I've missed so many classes and so many practicals. My professors keep asking me if I plan on dropping. My grades have fallen. And everything's just going downhill, really. I need to buck up and do something about my grades so that I'm eligible to do my research.
I've also missed a lot of days at work and spent an embarrassing morning breaking down in front of my boss and colleague. I'm fucking lucky they're very understanding. Anywhere else and I may have already been kicked out.
The psychologist's number is sitting snug in my phone but I haven't called her up yet. I should do that soon, now that I've got holidays until the 3rd of May.
Also, other problems... cousin and aunt problems. Those are way more serious than mine. And I don't know wtf to do to help them ):
I just wanna take off my clothes and have a complete stranger tattoo the whole of my back. I want it to hurt like shit and bleed all over. I want the pain to drown out the shit that's in my head and all around me. Because I have no fucking clue what else to do.
I HATE THIS PLACE.
I am so stressed out, so angry, so fucked up right now I can't even imagine where to start. Actually, I'm not. I'm not gonna start - for the simple fact that I wouldn't know where to end... So here's a summary.
I've just been asked to see a psychologist - request from work and from uni.
I've missed so many classes and so many practicals. My professors keep asking me if I plan on dropping. My grades have fallen. And everything's just going downhill, really. I need to buck up and do something about my grades so that I'm eligible to do my research.
I've also missed a lot of days at work and spent an embarrassing morning breaking down in front of my boss and colleague. I'm fucking lucky they're very understanding. Anywhere else and I may have already been kicked out.
The psychologist's number is sitting snug in my phone but I haven't called her up yet. I should do that soon, now that I've got holidays until the 3rd of May.
Also, other problems... cousin and aunt problems. Those are way more serious than mine. And I don't know wtf to do to help them ):
I just wanna take off my clothes and have a complete stranger tattoo the whole of my back. I want it to hurt like shit and bleed all over. I want the pain to drown out the shit that's in my head and all around me. Because I have no fucking clue what else to do.
I HATE THIS PLACE.