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mortuary sub complications Part Trece

I haven't posted in a while, but here we go...... I recently ( within the last 2 and a half weeks maybe?)

Had an almost Psychotic Break and went to my Psychiatrist and Therapist.

[ I have a history of seasonal depression around the holidays]. So here's the story. It's kinda long so bare with me.

My ex Megan from 10th Grade when we were both in Boarding School ( for Behavioral and Mental Disorders) [ funny thing is the website says that it's a school for Asperbergers/Autism Students] However no one at that school was there for that.

But back to the story My ex from 10th Grade who was 18 when

that awkward moment when you actually *have* to start growing up

I am realising how much I don't want to / am not ready to face adult life, or really just any of the responsibilities and challenges that getting older brings. I don't turn 18 for another year and a half, but between then I have so many decisions to make that actually matter. Things that I do now are starting to actually matter. I'm so scared.
Flight x

LACROSSE

OHMYGOD NO THANK YOU MR. PE TEACHER. I DON'T TO PLAY LACROSSE. I DON'T WANT T O PLAY LACROSSE. IF I WANTED TO PLAY LACROSSE I WOULD JOIN A LACROSSE TEAM>

What

To have a blog don´t you have to do something interesting? I don´t necessarily fit the qualifications.
I am sitting in a professional communications class, writing something that I am almost sure no one will ever actually read. I am so mediocre. I have tons of friends, and tend to be a likable person. And yet, I feel I do nothing of value. I take advanced classes, and make good grades. And yet I feel like I am wasting my education. I do so much. And yet, what am I really doing?

back at school

back at school - out of partial. eating lunch
i fucking hate lunch
i feel like im gonna cry i cant do it i cant i cant i cant
i have grapes and a sparkling blood orange drink and a chicken sandwich and a bananna and i dont think i can do all of it so I'll end up back in partial and wont graduate so i cant go to college
xoxoZ

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