The major battle today
My finist victory today may involve going to class. I am out of bed. This is progress.
Just two classes. then a break. I really should work during that break, but I promise nothing. I am much too tired for that.
Then another class.
Then shrink.
Bugger.
Maybe I'm bipolar. Because that would explain the weeks where I think I'm going to die of unworldly apathy and exhaustion, interspersed with the weeks where everything is relatively fine. Why does this happen? Not cool.
Oh dear LORD I so am not going. Half an hour. Kill me, please.
Waaaaaaaaaaaaaah.
I have to go! Scary TA will get pissed at me again if I don't. She'll have to join the ranks.
Skipping class for depression is in fact skipping because I am sick. It's not that I lied to my teacher. He knows I'm depressed anyway so he'll probably jump to the right conclusion.
Go to class! Go!
nonnonononnonnonono.
Just two classes. then a break. I really should work during that break, but I promise nothing. I am much too tired for that.
Then another class.
Then shrink.
Bugger.
Maybe I'm bipolar. Because that would explain the weeks where I think I'm going to die of unworldly apathy and exhaustion, interspersed with the weeks where everything is relatively fine. Why does this happen? Not cool.
Oh dear LORD I so am not going. Half an hour. Kill me, please.
Waaaaaaaaaaaaaah.
I have to go! Scary TA will get pissed at me again if I don't. She'll have to join the ranks.
Skipping class for depression is in fact skipping because I am sick. It's not that I lied to my teacher. He knows I'm depressed anyway so he'll probably jump to the right conclusion.
Go to class! Go!
nonnonononnonnonono.