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This is the place for personal threads, I hate the idea of a blog, and do not have a close friend in this particular city.
My car broke down for the first time a week ago, and then did it again a couple of days later.
My biological father died a few days ago.
I have a midterm tomorrow and can't sleep, and probably won't do very well even though I managed to do well on the others. This one simply has too much material and I can't focus right now, and I'll admit that.
I'm at a point where I know all the normal crap about how life goes on, I'll feel better after a night's sleep, but...
I'm so tired. There is so much that I am doing and I'm doing it well enough, but when I get to my relationships with others I give the rest of what I have and then there's nothing left except exhaustion... there is no one who puts me before themselves, and that is naturally what I do with those I care about, so it's a hard thing to not be given in return.
I don't know if asking for reassurance and honest thoughts is unreasonable, but I'll do it anyway. Either way I had to write something, somewhere.
So aye, apologies for the moping style of writing.
Also, I've been crying far too much for my tastes in the last week and bloody hate it. Normally my sense of humor is what I have through dark times and not having even that is wearying.
My car broke down for the first time a week ago, and then did it again a couple of days later.
My biological father died a few days ago.
I have a midterm tomorrow and can't sleep, and probably won't do very well even though I managed to do well on the others. This one simply has too much material and I can't focus right now, and I'll admit that.
I'm at a point where I know all the normal crap about how life goes on, I'll feel better after a night's sleep, but...
I'm so tired. There is so much that I am doing and I'm doing it well enough, but when I get to my relationships with others I give the rest of what I have and then there's nothing left except exhaustion... there is no one who puts me before themselves, and that is naturally what I do with those I care about, so it's a hard thing to not be given in return.
I don't know if asking for reassurance and honest thoughts is unreasonable, but I'll do it anyway. Either way I had to write something, somewhere.
So aye, apologies for the moping style of writing.
Also, I've been crying far too much for my tastes in the last week and bloody hate it. Normally my sense of humor is what I have through dark times and not having even that is wearying.