Salve a tutti, non so se qualcuno leggerà questo e i miei prossimi post, ma ho deciso di aprire questo account come diario alimentare, come luogo per dare sfogo ai miei pensieri, condividere ciò che mi accade e le mie difficoltà e vittorie. Non mi dispiacerebbe poter confrontarmi con altre persone e supportarci a vicenda, man mano nei post racconterò qualcosa di me. Nel frattempo lascio questa foto che ho trovato sul web perchè non ho nulla di carino fotografato, sopratutto visto che il mio pasto giornaliero è stata un'abbuffata di dolci, qualcosa sulle 2000 calorie, abbastanza triste come cosa..
UNIVERSITY 😫 I wrote a post a little while ago about how the thought of going makes me feel. 😪 Nothing has changed except for the fact that I’ve actually now enrolled in subjects. 😬 I could literally not think of anything worse than going, but the pressure and disappointment from everyone around me is killing me. 😵 I can’t deal with it. I caved. 😦 I hate myself for it. I know I don’t want to go. I am only going to do 2 subjects but that’s 2 too many. 😣 It’s all stressing me the FUCK out. 😳 As much as everyone is bugging me about it all, I actually haven’t told anyone that I’ve chosen subjects and that I’m going to go. 🤫 Those of you reading this are the first ones to know (not that anyone actually cares, I just need to vent). 😔 The thought of going still makes me fucking suicidal, but I know I can’t act on my urges. 😰 I even fucking cried about it tonight, and if you’ve read some of my other posts, you know that I can’t ‘just cry’. 😕 If I do cry, it means that it’s so bad it manages to pass through my emotionless mind, courtesy of my antidepressants. 😡 Please someone just kill me now. 😖 I am not ready for next week. Make it all stop. 😭