I have the feminine urge to just pull my hair and roll up in a ball and cry and maybe catch on fire if I have the time too.
I'm not sure why but this month, though short, has been so awful. I'm actually feeling the academic stress creeping onto me, holding me in it's grasp like a vice. I can't focus, I can't sleep no matter how much I want to or how much I try. Being a junior everything just feels so real now.
I've lost my passion to learn more, to explore things and to actually give a damn about what I like. French for instance has become a nuisance, a pile of work just building rapidly which sucks because I've always loved that subject.
Math has always and will keep being my demise, never being my strong suit. I've genuinely started trying to learn but it's just so confusing and hard to keep up with.
Core is another subject where I've lost all creativity, making me feel asnif my writing is inferior to everyone else's, and it's because of this class I feel so much pressure to always be great and go above and beyond.
I hate feeling like this, I don't want to fail.
Genuinely the greatest mystery to me is how peers who pick up many sports, extracurriculars, go home late, to to bed late, can ace their classes and be so cheery? Like can I please know your secret? How do they do it?
I've lost all motivation to do anything, and because of this I feel so utterly lost.