Also, FUCK YOU WEATHER.
EDIT: Three posts in the day seems a bit excessive, so I'll just leave this here I think...
What am I doing right now, right here at this very moment? I'm not entirely sure myself. I always say at the begining of every semester that I'm going to try my hardest. Yet even though I'm here, I don't know what to do now. I'm not studying, even though I know I should. I can't and I don't know why. Is there something wrong with me? Do I lack the will or ambition to go on? What's wrong with me that makes me so unable to want to do anything, other than feel sorry for myself every time something goes wrong?
Maybe it's because so many things go wrong to begin with, like a vicious cycle that I don't have any power to actively stop. One thing goes wrong, and then I end up feeling sorry for myself and getting terribly distracted in the end. I'm sick of this cycle. But I can't do anything about it it seems.
I don't even say it, but I'm the sort of person who doesn't have any self-confidence at all. After being neglected, rejected, and ignored so many times it's near non-existent. I may have a huge front in real life where I'm brash, loud, and obnoxious. But none of it's true in the end. It's that part of me that I've had forever in an attempt to try and hide this weak side of me that's so fragile and easily hurt.
Things never seem to change, especially when things never go right for me. I can't even remember anymore the last time things went right. I know that I may seem to say that a lot, but the reason I keep repeating myself is that every single instance marks at least one point where something went wrong, or a day went to shit; and the time that's gone by since a good thing happening to me is getting further and further back in my memory that ultimately makes me feel hopeless about every leaving this recurring loop of bad luck and misery.
EDIT: Three posts in the day seems a bit excessive, so I'll just leave this here I think...
What am I doing right now, right here at this very moment? I'm not entirely sure myself. I always say at the begining of every semester that I'm going to try my hardest. Yet even though I'm here, I don't know what to do now. I'm not studying, even though I know I should. I can't and I don't know why. Is there something wrong with me? Do I lack the will or ambition to go on? What's wrong with me that makes me so unable to want to do anything, other than feel sorry for myself every time something goes wrong?
Maybe it's because so many things go wrong to begin with, like a vicious cycle that I don't have any power to actively stop. One thing goes wrong, and then I end up feeling sorry for myself and getting terribly distracted in the end. I'm sick of this cycle. But I can't do anything about it it seems.
I don't even say it, but I'm the sort of person who doesn't have any self-confidence at all. After being neglected, rejected, and ignored so many times it's near non-existent. I may have a huge front in real life where I'm brash, loud, and obnoxious. But none of it's true in the end. It's that part of me that I've had forever in an attempt to try and hide this weak side of me that's so fragile and easily hurt.
Things never seem to change, especially when things never go right for me. I can't even remember anymore the last time things went right. I know that I may seem to say that a lot, but the reason I keep repeating myself is that every single instance marks at least one point where something went wrong, or a day went to shit; and the time that's gone by since a good thing happening to me is getting further and further back in my memory that ultimately makes me feel hopeless about every leaving this recurring loop of bad luck and misery.