Didn't sleep properly because I travelled halfway across the world. Taking my meds was skewed too. Probably is affecting my mood. Maybe I'll feel better tomorrow.

But now I don't feel like doing anything, it feels like there's a weight on my chest, I've realized just how bad my memory is (I accidentally deleted nearly all the photos from my trip and only realized that after I arrived back home, among other things), and I think the meds don't work anymore. I don't know. And things back home are still the same, still stressful, and now I have classes to worry about....

I feel like such a jerk for not going back and reading the posts I missed or replying to any.

I think I'll see if I can move my appointment with my psychiatrist closer. Maybe I'll talk to one of the nurses and see. I've been so lazy and unmotivated I haven't been tracking my mood and sleep, so I don't even know how they've been.

Everyone says I should focus on myself and succeeding in school. Meh. I'm not worth anything. I want to curl up in a corner and not feel anything.

Eh, ignore this. I'm rambling on and on almost begging for pity. It's pitiful all right.