ItsTheWriter
Planetoid
- Joined
- Jan 23, 2019
Hello everyone or, at least, to myself reading this far into the future. I decided to start writing my thoughts each day. My anxieties and fears that plague me, alongside the feelings of triumph and determination that pushes me forward. It would be a struggle otherwise to keep hiding these feelings and only showing them to the few that know me. Nevertheless, I really do hope things get better.
February 13, 2019
Here I am, in the cafeteria of my college. It rained while I biked over here. At least I pulled out my water-resistant backpack before I came. This morning I came out of a rather depressive evening. it was as if all motivation seemed to have slipped out of my grasp. I talked to my girlfriend last night over the phone. It was nice until my mood began to change. I don't know the cause of it. Maybe it was a feeling of emptiness, or maybe it was something else. I still have a hard time figuring it out even as one who studies Psychology. It feels weird that I could make others happy but I can never seem to make myself that way. Who knows? I'm just probably making it hard on myself. For the past few days, I was on a studying binge. My focuses were on studying for the test tomorrow since I wanted to start the semester on a bright note. I worry though that sometimes my drive to pursue a good grade takes me away from my family and friends. There were times where I spent the night alone with my nose in the books rather than in the sanctity of friends. I really miss them.
There are times when I wish I didn't go to college. Times where I wish I were home with the people who loved me. I feel so estranged among this sea of peers. Like an alien among my own species. Its been already about 8 months since I moved to a four-year university. Even though I'm only an hour away from home, it's just not the same. Eating alone, studying alone. Living alone. Its as if I cornered myself into a pit known as possible depression. Thinking about it now, maybe that's the reason why my mood dropped. I just lacked meaningful contact with my friends and family for so long. Don't get me wrong, I call my girlfriend often. Most days, in fact, I sleep with her on the other end of the line. It helps take away this feeling of nothingness. However, I know that there are times where with even her on the other end, I can't help but feel alone. If my girlfriend ever reads this, don't blame yourself. It was my choice, after all, to study instead of being with my friends. There's no one to blame other than me.
I remember, a long time ago I saw a triangle with a word written in each corner. It was like this:
Good Grades - Social Life - Sleep
You can only choose two.
I never realized how true it was until now.
At least I understand the importance of studying. I just wish I could balance all three no matter how difficult it is. I just forget at times that it is just that. Difficult
February 13, 2019
Here I am, in the cafeteria of my college. It rained while I biked over here. At least I pulled out my water-resistant backpack before I came. This morning I came out of a rather depressive evening. it was as if all motivation seemed to have slipped out of my grasp. I talked to my girlfriend last night over the phone. It was nice until my mood began to change. I don't know the cause of it. Maybe it was a feeling of emptiness, or maybe it was something else. I still have a hard time figuring it out even as one who studies Psychology. It feels weird that I could make others happy but I can never seem to make myself that way. Who knows? I'm just probably making it hard on myself. For the past few days, I was on a studying binge. My focuses were on studying for the test tomorrow since I wanted to start the semester on a bright note. I worry though that sometimes my drive to pursue a good grade takes me away from my family and friends. There were times where I spent the night alone with my nose in the books rather than in the sanctity of friends. I really miss them.
There are times when I wish I didn't go to college. Times where I wish I were home with the people who loved me. I feel so estranged among this sea of peers. Like an alien among my own species. Its been already about 8 months since I moved to a four-year university. Even though I'm only an hour away from home, it's just not the same. Eating alone, studying alone. Living alone. Its as if I cornered myself into a pit known as possible depression. Thinking about it now, maybe that's the reason why my mood dropped. I just lacked meaningful contact with my friends and family for so long. Don't get me wrong, I call my girlfriend often. Most days, in fact, I sleep with her on the other end of the line. It helps take away this feeling of nothingness. However, I know that there are times where with even her on the other end, I can't help but feel alone. If my girlfriend ever reads this, don't blame yourself. It was my choice, after all, to study instead of being with my friends. There's no one to blame other than me.
I remember, a long time ago I saw a triangle with a word written in each corner. It was like this:
Good Grades - Social Life - Sleep
You can only choose two.
I never realized how true it was until now.
At least I understand the importance of studying. I just wish I could balance all three no matter how difficult it is. I just forget at times that it is just that. Difficult