Friday the 13th March:(what a coincidence. A bad day to go camping in an abandoned house. Or to go swimming. More important, look out for some weird guy named Jason with a mask. And also...never mind):
I don't know where to start. The world is really messed up right now, as well as my mind. I got a message just a moment ago informing me that my high school is closed due to the coronavirus. Someone else would be super happy. I'm just super worried. First question to pop in my head is: am I a going be able to graduate from high school? I mean, with all that has been going on from the start of the year...The reform, the strikes, this crap virus and my family. If I don't, I won't go to the University of my Dreams and won't live the life I imagined myself living and I will fall into severe depression due to my lost illusions, and I'll end up in a 5m2 apartment with 20 cats. Or dead. Who knows?
I really feel like
in one of Balzac's book.
Yeah, overthinking was always my specialty.
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Lockdown Diary of an emotionally unstable mess
Short StoryIt's been about a month that we're all stuck at home. Some people doing better than others. I think I'm starting to lose track of time, and being alone with myself isn't doing me any good. So I decided to write this. To stay sane, and remember this...
