So, school is out in 15 school days, and 22 days total. This is fabulous, of course, but I'm finding I lack the motivation to keep up my work. Which is bad. For example, I am writing this journal entry instead of doing my homework. And it's almost 11:00.
Written from four pages of long and scribbly writing from last Thursday night.
Anxious, hot coffee shudders and twitchy eyes, mutters and whispers
Overflowing, running maniacally, shivering
Shaking yourself enough so you don't feel the pain
You can't sit still, if you do you'd have to listen
To the sound and fury rattling in the caverns of your head
So, this weekend I went through some pretty heavy stuff with my dad. It started because I mentioned that I didn't want to be seeing the school counselor anymore, and I wanted him behind me in that decision. The conversation progressed to whether or not I should be in therapy, and my current mental state.