There's an intense ringing in my ears and angry loud thumping in my chest. I feel like I'm having a beautifully filmed and edited mental breakdown, รก la Gary Ross' Hunger Games.
I have a 5.50 AM call time tomorrow and I can't calm down long enough to even lie still in bed to try to fall asleep. I am legitimately terrified of the remaining nine more weeks, and I wish I could just not show up like how I used to do since secondary school. Literally nothing else has caused me this much stress, and I am constantly feeling unhappy, scared, and helpless.
I sincerely apologize to my friends who has to deal with my bullshit rants and complaints and whining. I believe you guys know who you are, and I really cannot thank you all enough for being there for me and trying to cheer me up. I really appreciate it.
I hope you have a brilliant week ahead.
Goodnight.
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