I am stressing over a art project that’s is due either today or tomorrow. A english project I also stressed about I never finished. I am so fucking stressed right now I cried at the beginning of the day and am crying now because I just realized I fucking cracked my phone by accidentally closing the door on it while it was in my jacket pocket. I just want to curl up in a ball and cry, but I can’t and have to do my homework that’s due tomorrow. Yay…. ugh kill me…
Stress level 9000
I have my standardized test tomorrow that is one of the only tests that counts toward a grade. First semester of medical school I got a 41, last semester I got a 57 (minimum cutoff was a 55 to pass). So my scored has gone up 16 points in 1.5 years. I have to get at least a 65 this semester. So my score has to have gone up 8 points by November and I don’t think that’s gonna happen.
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Sono arrivata al limite dello stress emotivo.
Days where you start out feeling alright and ready to face people at work, only to then start feeling like you just want to crawl under some blankets and shut the world off.
Pretending to be “normal” is fucking draining, and it doesn’t help that I have to interact with the public on a regular basis. By the time I get home the last thing on my mind is mingling with even more people. The thought of it makes me ill.
So uh, how chaotic is stage door on a cast change night? I really want to meet the queens and get my programme signed, but I have a feeling that I won’t be able to do any of that… :’)
I am having my second little battle with bronchitis this month and I am in rough shape. The disease is easy enough to fight off with rest and nutrition. I think this indicates how stressed out I am. I am pretty sure the adverse symptoms so close together are the result of a compromised immune system. I need serious alone time and more baths, as soon as possible.
My wife and I talked yesterday. While it was a little disaster of an argument, we actually did some general problem-solving. It is at least clear that our next major expense is a car for her and we are budgeting that at under 30K with a fat downpayment thar we saved up. After that, it seems we’re going on solo trips. I will most likely go to DC to get lost for a week. She will be heading to the Caribbean to do her first out-of-country diving experience. We don’t know when we will schedule those, but that is the goal.
I am pretty beat, man… Life is too real, even when it looks easy or sustainable.
I’m writing this not because I want to villainize someone I used to befriend with, I just want to get everything off my chest. I feel suffocated and I just want to kick, scream, cry out loud, do all the most spontaneous things I can possibly think of to get rid of this horrible feeling. I have never felt this lonely before, never in my life, ever.
I had a long day today. I was stressed, I was extremely homesick, I cried and I decided to break off with a friend, who is now no longer my friend anymore.
I had always considered her a good friend, I never had any real problem woth her even though she can be a bit unreasonable sometimes. But I know she would always come back and apologize, so I never said anything. Until today. She broke my last straw and I was so speechless I could not reply to her at all.
So, I was looking into how to prepare my profile for the upcoming job seeking visa apply and there was this one thing that I wasn’t sure of. I decided to ask my friend, who already went through the hectic procedure and had her visa done. She always came to me when she didn’t know something so I thought I could come to her when I need her help.
“Fuck you” was the first thing she sent me.
“You crazy bitch. What the fuck are you saying?” She continued.
I was taken aback so I explained to her that I wasn’t sure how the procedure goes so I asked her and that she didn’t need to be so aggressive towards me.
“How the fuck don’t you know that? It’s like the most basic thing ever. I have never seen such a naive fool like you, ever.” She went on like this and before I could have the chance to reply, she went off again.
“If I were you, my friend would be even more aggressive towards me.”
I was, to be honest, shocked. But I tried to keep the conversation light by saying things like “Your friend being aggressive to you doesn’t mean you have to be aggressive to others” and “It’s okay, I won’t bother you with questions like this again”.
And then, still with a pretty aggressive tone of voice, she replied to me: “I was joking but obviously you don’t know how to take a fucking joke so you made me mad now.”
And she went on about how I was being a “bad friend” for not knowing that she had always been this way and that she was joking.
I suddenly thought of all the time I answered her questions even though they were pretty much searchable on the Internet, of the time I stayed up almost all night to write a resume for her cause she didn’t know how to, of all the time I did her homework for her even though we were in different departments.
I felt so frustrated and somewhat betrayed, to be honest. I almost cried at work because I felt like I was punished even though I did nothing wrong.
She ended the conversation with “To be honest, don’t ever contact me again” and my heart sank. I didn’t even know what to say or reply and… I don’t know, the rest of my day went stale because of this.
I thought maybe she was stressed so she was being aggressive like that. But… I just don’t think it’s a good reason to be aggressive towards anyone. I could be wrong, I don’t know. I just feel so bad, guilty even. I was thinking of texting her apologizing for disturbing her but then I just stayed silent. I guess I really didn’t want to disturb her again.
It’s been a long day and honestly, I just want to cry myself to sleep. I barely have any friend in Korea and losing one is definitely not the best feeling in the world.
200220 - 3:44AM
Non riesco a reggere tutta sta merda.
Thực ra chúng ta không muốn từ bỏ cuộc sống này đến thế, chỉ là khoảnh khắc đó quá nhọc nhằn, mà tâm can bên trong gào thét đòi kết thúc. Cho tới khi đối mặt với ranh giới mong manh giữa sống và chết thì mỗi người lại nhận ra cuộc đời còn quá nhiều thứ tươi đẹp mà chưa hề thử qua. Thế nên vào những lúc hoang mang cùng cực, hãy nghĩ tới những điều tốt lành đang chờ chúng ta ở phía trước. Con đường đó không trải đầy hoa hồng nhưng còn rất nhiều mật ngọt ở chung quanh.
Right now, I am desperately trying to study and failing hilariously in doing so …
I started with an anxiety attack which was followed by a small break down and now I’m numb. I guess it can help to release some pain, stress, and anxiety from time to time.
Chit-Chat GRWM ✨ How Living in Paris Changed Me? University stress?
I know that I keep rambling away on a dead website but lately because of alters messing up my sleeping schedule and causing me to stay up for odd hours and then sleep half the day I am finding myself in a very lonely spot…
I know that I could easily fix my sleeping habits again by forcing myself to sleep but the stress of finding a job and worrying about our dorm mate coming back is making things so hard on me and I am becoming isolated and irrational. My mental health is teetering between one extreme and the other and at this point I would really love for someone else to take over for me permanently and give me a break………
TODAY AND TOMORROW ARE GOING TO BE DRAMA FREE TUMBLR. YOU KNOW WHY? BECAUSE I LOVE YOU ALL AND TOO MUCH DRAMA LEADS TO STRESS AND TOO MUCH STRESS ISN’T GOOD FOR YOU. OUT OF ALL THE THINGS YOU DO IN YOUR LIFE, YOU SHOULDN’T ADD INTERNET DRAMA TO IT.
•*•*• 19th February 2020 •*•*•
I just woke up mid-panic attack from a night terror where some neighbour was abusive, stalking and it was really scary because (as most of my dreams/nightmares) it was so vivid and felt real. I won’t go into more detail, so I don’t trigger anyone, but it was frightening.
The first thing I did was reach out for my cat, who came over and put his paw on my arm. He often does that when I’m in pain or have a panic attack in the night. When I was a child and couldn’t sleep because of nightmares, my mum would put Cinderella (1950) on to calm me down until I fell asleep again. That’s what I’ve decided to do tonight/this morning, to hopefully recreate that because I’m so anxious, even though I know it wasn’t real. Not a big fan of the outdated Cinderella message, but there’s something to be said for “innocent” children’s films when you’re stressed or anxious.