Sunday night

THis is not a good night to feel this way. I have reading to do, I have a quiz tomorrow morning.

A full look at the situation

Just to get it out of the way: I really should be doing homework right now. I have a midterm exam on Wednesday and I'm not fully confident on the essay questions.

Not good

I hate this so much. I feel fucking awful. I'm crying almost every day.  The only way I avoid it is by watching stand up on youtube until I'm too tired to do anything but go to sleep.

Discomfort

Fuckity fuck. I hate accidentally losing what I write here.

Wanting

I hate wanting things I can't have. Or even if I'm not sure if I can have them. I think my shrink has remarked on that and suggested that wanting things you're not sure if you can get is healthy.

Hair

I really want to cut my hair, and I am going to. I'm just going to do and not worry that the state of my hair affects me too much or that I'm afraid of femininity or intimacy or whatever.

So many things and yet so few things have happened

As usual, I'm not actually going to give a summary of what's happened since the last time I wrote, but to be honest, it's not that much. Still haven't had sex again.

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