Back to the starting line
Hmmmm.
What to say...
I'm in classes. They're scary but interesting.
I'm acting like myself, I'm kind of making friends.
I'm more miserable than I've ever been.
My panic attacks, though less frequent, are more intense.
I'm starting to make a list of schools to transfer to.
I hate this.
I hate that it isn't what I dreamed it would be.
I hate that I'm not strong enough.
2 Comments:
You ARE strong enough Heather, and this will only make you stronger. It's so hard when the world is so much bigger than you were prepared for it to be, but in its vastness, it becomes easier and more beautiful with time. I promise. I REALLY know what you're going through and I know that it's not fun. It may sound lame, but you know how you have to tear your muscles to make them grow bigger and stronger? Well, I think the soul's like that, and the harder your time is now, the stronger you'll be in the future. It's hard to look that far ahead, I know, but trust me in that life will work out. Maybe not as you had imagined, but still just as beautiful. Feel better sweetheart.
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September 9, 2005 at 9:19 PM
I couldn't have said it better. Very poetic.
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September 13, 2005 at 6:36 PM
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