This isn't financial, professional, nor artistic. It is a bit selfish though. It's always a good thing to take care of yourself. Lately, I haven't been feeling like myself. The smiles seem forced, the laughs are a bit contrived, and my conscious hasn't seen the light of day. I feel on edge about eighty percent of the time and I worry about the smallest things. See we all aren't perfect and I am no exception. Behind the smiles, the jokes, the laughs, and the optimism there's a flawed core. Tomorrow I'm heading into my first psychotherapy session in order to deal with stress and anxiety issues. Now I made that sound extremely dramatic and grandiose. It is not that big of an issue, I just want to have it dealt with before I go back to school and fully immerse myself back into my life.
Life slapped me extremely hard in the face this summer. I've learned a lot this summer and I've lost quite a bit as well, both physically and emotionally. Now I've come to a point where I need to successfully incorporate these lessons into the framework. Let's hope I do so and come out of class with an A+ and a shot of vodka to boot.
As the time slowly creeps to 3am and the busy streets get quieter outside, I'm optimistic. The next semester is full of exciting new ventures that I cannot wait to tackle. I'm also a bit apprehensive. My stomach curls at the idea of moving forward (might just be cause I'm hungry though). It's a frightening venture I must say, life that is. I was afraid of the dark at one point also, but now I revel in it. I think I'm going to be fine here...even if a nightlight is always welcome.
*end of emo post*
xoxo
p.s. - this posts makes my sitch sound a lot worse than it is. jsyk.
Life slapped me extremely hard in the face this summer. I've learned a lot this summer and I've lost quite a bit as well, both physically and emotionally. Now I've come to a point where I need to successfully incorporate these lessons into the framework. Let's hope I do so and come out of class with an A+ and a shot of vodka to boot.
As the time slowly creeps to 3am and the busy streets get quieter outside, I'm optimistic. The next semester is full of exciting new ventures that I cannot wait to tackle. I'm also a bit apprehensive. My stomach curls at the idea of moving forward (might just be cause I'm hungry though). It's a frightening venture I must say, life that is. I was afraid of the dark at one point also, but now I revel in it. I think I'm going to be fine here...even if a nightlight is always welcome.
*end of emo post*
xoxo
p.s. - this posts makes my sitch sound a lot worse than it is. jsyk.
No comments:
Post a Comment