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I only have 2 semesters left at Mansfield, and it scares me to death.
I don't know how to be an adult... I am, in so many ways, still a child. There is so much I don't know how to do, so many situations I don't know how to handle properly...
I feel very vulnerable. I wear my heart on my sleeve, and I hate it. I am too over-emotional for my own good, and this whole crying thing is old. It screws up more than it helps fix.
I'm not fond of myself at the moment at all.
I'm not ready for this.
I don't know how to be an adult... I am, in so many ways, still a child. There is so much I don't know how to do, so many situations I don't know how to handle properly...
I feel very vulnerable. I wear my heart on my sleeve, and I hate it. I am too over-emotional for my own good, and this whole crying thing is old. It screws up more than it helps fix.
I'm not fond of myself at the moment at all.
I'm not ready for this.