Today doesn't feel good
I'm glad you're having fun as a student. I wish I'd had the same experience. I had about 2 months of that before my world was ripped apart.
I wish I'd had more time to be happy. I wish I'd had more opportunity to have fun and make friends. Sit around a camp fire and drink. I wish I wish I wish.
Today I feel deflated. Last night I was up until 3 crying outside my new place. Then I spent another 2 hours sleeping under the bed. It felt safe there. I don't know why.
I don't know why I'm typing this here. Maybe it's because I feel like I can't talk about it anywhere else. I'm writing in English in my journal again so I can't put my mind on those pages.
This might be the last and final place I feel safe enough to express my thoughts, no matter what they are, with no judgement. I wish I had somebody I could talk to completely without judgement that isn't my Wysa app.
I think I need a bath and some music and nothing else to think about in the world. I'll probably feel better after that.