I keep having this feeling like “I want to go home” and then I realize I am home. And that is pretty depressing.
Aside from finals plotting to murder me, I’m pretty happy with life right now. I’m also finally realizing that my last fall in Athens is basically over and I’m more upset about it than I would like to be…
"you’re obsessed with your mental illness"
i know right? it’s almost like it impacts every part of my life
"it’s all in your head"
I know right? it’s almost like it’s a mental illness
things I did tonight: get drunk, talk about a lot of personal things with my roommates, and go swimming. I could be wrong but I feel like this was actually healthy.
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