Classes start this week for me.
Time to push myself and feel even MORE useless than I already do.
Time to bother everyone else around me and ruin their lives by existing and breathing.
Time to feel inferior to everybody and deny therapy and counseling for the ten billionth time.
Time to pretend everything's okay and fake my feelings.
Time to believe I'm a failure more than I already do and contribute nothing to the class.
Time to force myself to push through the days and weeks and months and school semester.
Time to claim everything is fine.. even if it's not.
