Being in school is actually making me miserable and, therefore, making me not do well in any of my classes because I don’t want to be here which is causing me to be more miserable because I then feel like a failure.
I spent my spring break working full time and I felt so comfortable with myself and just legitimately happy. Now that I actually have to start doing things for school again I just feel insecure and hopeless. Even though everyone keeps telling me that I’m so close to the end, it really doesn’t feel like that. This semester alone feels like it’ll last forever.
And I hate the fact that I could’ve been finished with all of this bullshit of my counselor in high school wasn’t such an asshole.
I don’t want to be here and I don’t want to do this. I just want to get on with my life because, despite how grateful I am for everything it’s given me, I hate NYU.
YOU KIDS THESE DAYS AND YER FANCY “SPRINTING” AND “MOTION CONTROLS”
WHEN I WAS YOUR AGE WE COULDN’T MAKE LINK RUN FASTER
NO, WE HAD TO ROLL ACROSS HYRULE FIELD TO MAKE IT TO KAKARIKO BY NIGHTFALL
BAREFOOT, IN THE SNOW, TAPPING THE A BUTTON REPEATEDLY FOR 10 MILES
AND WE WERE GRATEFUL