Last week was a bad week for me. My bipolar was flarring up and just other things going on. Last night all I could think about was coming home for good at the end of the semester. But I feel like it'd be rough there too. I don't know if i'd be able to fit back in w/ my friends. It's been a month already of not much contact w/ them. If I could back, would it be able to "be the same?" I'm not sure.
Atleast I'd prolly have a job, and a car and a place to live. All things I don't have but need down here.
And I'm second guessing school right now. Why am I here. School is HARD for me! it will take me longer than 2 years to get an ass. degree. Once I get more into the Social work field, am I going to be able to handle the classes? I have a feeling not. So why am I even trying? Waisting my time?
About Me
- moving forward
- I'm a fun loving, caring person. I wear my heart on my sleeves. I love being out doors, in nature!!! I like to notice the little things in life that often get over looked.(I call it my child-like heart.)
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