I am alive.
I need to figure out how to get back into school.
I have a lot of worries about that.
I also have a lot of worries about my current job.
I want to move home with my mum.
I am an adult and I cannot do that.

My life will be better by the time I'm 30.
It has to be.
(Because I don't like the alternative.)

I think the severity of the situation just hit me like the proverbial ton of bricks ( Read more... )