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I get more and more worried about my psychological state daily. One day I'm up, prancing around imagining the director of "fiddler on the roof" is as smitten with me as I am of him, and the next I am so utterly and irrevocably depressed I hide in my room and sob into my pillow about how I'm a failure at life wishing I could stop breathing.
Lose- My capstone professor told one of the big wigs she was concerned about me, and now she's involved, and I fear I won't be able to just give up on the whole situation. They might drag me into something bigger that will only depress me again.
Win-I spent a large amount of time at the library, and I read Stardust, and took out the older version of "Pride and Predjudice" and have read half of "The Secret" which is making me secretly hope for things.
My life is kind of a rollercoaster at the moment... and I'm kind of hoping things will turn out alright in the end. I'm considering writing an autobiography beginning at this point. Kind of a journal type thing, as experimental literature. Because we all know... main characters are supposed to have happy endings.