Called doc’s office but as I figured there are no openings for tomorrow. I am on the cancellation list, but I don’t hold out hope. I do see my therapist tomorrow though. I am going to see if she will write me out for Thursday and Friday. I would take Wednesday too but my co teacher is being observed and I don’t want to ruin it for her.
Everything feels...unreal. I feel disconnected. Like I’m watching my life from afar. Like I’ve pushed myself so far my brain has snapped. Shut down. I am being productive but it is methodical. And I also feel like I could methodically harm myself. It’s bizarre and unsettling, especially since it is so eerily familiar to what happened four years ago, when I ended up crying in the bathroom of my php program because I thought everyone could read my mind. Yeah. That’s why I’m so upset.
I hope I can make it. I hope no suicidal thoughts show up.
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Of course it is happening inside your head. But why on earth should that mean that it is not real?
-Albus Dumbledore
That’s life. If nothing else, that is life. It’s real. Sometimes it
f—-ing hurts. But it’s sort of all we have.
-Garden State
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