It’s so annoying how my life won’t even let me enjoy weekends anymore. I’ve got to wait until May to start living. 

My deadlines are killing me. One thing is for sure: either I will survive or this degree. No way in hell both. 

It’s time to start stressing over the deadlines I purposefully chose to ignore yesterday. Life is indeed fun.

Today was bliss. I’m just a girl rummaging through the ups and downs of life and trying to make the most of it every day.

I took a break today and just chose to be happy. There wasn’t a single moment of stress. I didn’t worry about my deadlines or work. I was just happy to exist.

One thing or the other always. Can life ever just chill?

Even if you can change someone’s “what” things, you can’t really change the “how” without fundamentally altering their way of life. The what of things is often a choice; it’s tangible, and the how of things is often a means of living.

Not everything is black or white. There’s a little gray, maybe off-white, between the lines of “I love you” and “I would do anything for your happiness.”

Another Friday, another rock bottom.

I’m starting to believe I truly am cursed for this shit to keep happening to me over and over. When you love people more than you love yourself, you always put yourself in situations where they end up hurting you. It’s all because you love them more than you love yourself, and you let it happen. 

It was just yesterday that I prayed for ease. And my mental health laughed in my face.

I feel so unloved, misunderstood, and lonely.

Wow, it’s February. 

January flew by like a trial. It shook me to my core. I hope the rest of the year is easy. I hope it’s kind to me.