To my dearest love,
Hi? How are you? Today I found out that I am now a student trying to survive the early days of college, I am taking Bachelor of Secondary Education major in English Language, and you know what?, I hate to be here.
I tried to convince myself that I love what I am doing just to make things work, but you see, I am struggling right now, I event try to calm myself just to stay focused, and in the end, I get Anxiety and Insomnia.
I am starting to have regrets, even though I am just getting started, I doubted about my skills, I doubted about my abilities, I doubted the chance of being here in the first place, and now, I hate everything about me.
This letter was supposed to be a love letter, I am sorry for this rubbish rant, but I can't stay calm anymore, I want to release this stress, I am lucky that you're here to listen to me.
I just came back to wattpad!, and you know what? I really like this feeling. The feeling of freedom, where I can express my thoughts, my opinions in life.
How was your college days? Is it worth it? Is it alright? I wish that you couldn't feel the things I feel right now.
I don't hate myself that much, I can see that I am just getting anxious about what is going on, I don't know if I am "culture shocked" or I am "Wasting my time".
Love, If you have problems like this, I am glad to hear them, if you wanted to talk about it. I am here to listen.
Yours truly,
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Pen - pen: Disarm my Pain
PoesíaA poetry of insanity •I know you're reading this for fun, but it isn't Fun at all• Highest Rank: #1 in poetry - September 2021 #2 in poetry - January 2020
