I’m tired. I didn’t do anything worth its time, but I’m tired.
I’m useless. My group mates must hate me, but they’re just too polite to say something. They’re so much smarter and proactive than I am
I’m guilty. I’ve lost the little motivation I had for getting through my university course. I can barely bring myself to do my tutorials and understand the last 12 weeks’ worth of lessons, much less contribute fruitfully to group work.
I say I’ll do it, but I don’t, because I can’t bring myself to.
What the hell is this stupid mental barrier that just PROHIBITS me from doing the responsible thing??
“Do you even want to do the thing?”
NO. I do not. I want to work at my own damn pace, not this system’s. I don’t want to have expectations set upon me for me to meet (or not meet) them. But I know I have to.
I HATE IT.
So I don’t do that thing.
This is how I am going to lose friends, street cred, and control over my university life. I hate how I am now and I don’t know what I need to push me to get my shit together. Perhaps a C grade? Maybe that will wake me up. But honestly I don’t know if I’ll care anymore at that point.
Life just seems so meaningless.
No, I don’t think I have depression. I’ve just fallen into this irresponsible rut of letting myself go for the entire university semester and I have yet to face the repercussions because grades come out in the winter, and my group mates are all so nice.
I hate myself. I………. I just hate myself when I’m like this. I don’t know what’s wrong with me. Or maybe I do and I’m just avoiding it subconsciously.
UGH. Just. Ugh.