Today was a pretty decent day. I just finished reading Finale and the ending was absolute shit! It is almost one in the morning, but I promised myself I would write in this everyday. School starts in exactly four weeks. I am getting slightly nervous about getting lost, or not understanding what to do in class because I am a terrible listener. I know I will get the hang of it just like I got the hang of high school. It is super crazy how fast time actually flies. A part of me wants to go back to freshman year, but I'd say that is only because I am scared of screwing up and not achieving my dreams. I'm still battling social anxiety and depression, but I have gotten a lot better. I know the signs of when my anxiety is beginning to kick in and I have gotten better at controlling the attacks. I've accepted the fact that I have to put myself out there more and am trying to really hard to do just that. I just want to be my version of successful so bad it hurts. The thought that I will never publish a book or even write one tears me apart! I don't want to end up at some dead end job for the rest of my life. I want to write a book that makes it onto the New York Times bestseller list even more than I want to find the love of my life. I have so many ideas on what to write about, but they never seem to go anywhere because I can never put together a decent plot! I really need to start writing again. It has been months since I last updated. I hope this helps me clear my mind, so I can start writing again. Anyway, I should go to bed. I just have so much to vent.
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After Senior Year.
Non-FictionJune 30th, 2014. My life has always been a mess. From bullies constantly pushing me to the ground to my family pulling me in so many directions I begin to fall apart. This isn't just about all the terrible things I've dealt with, but also the amazin...
