I introduced my friend to this forum. I sent her a pamphlet with a QR code on it, that will help her book a therapy session. I hope she can benefit from it as much as I did. I am grateful for the people here especially the older people who gave me their perspectives. Very kind.
I started washing clothes by hand because we dont have a washing machine at the moment. Lot of hard work. I enjoy watching them sway as they dry. I wash everything from jeans to handkerchiefs and once even washed a curtain by hand. My arms began to hurt so I took a break. The biggest challenge I have faced is the sheer volume of clothes, in a small cupboard, that piled up as the days went by. But I enjoy the warm soapy water and I love when they are crisp and dry.
I have begun to learn academic writing skills. I write as if I am in high school. It doesn't get me the grades I am looking to score. I would need to practice six time as much, because I haven't written a proper exam since six years. I struggle with complete sentence structures and I dont write enough. Around 10 lines leads to one mark. I dont even know what I am aiming for in grades. Our warden has a rule, any one with a backlog cannot stay in the hostel, and that freaked me out. I have a backlog. People cannot believe it when I say I failed, it just doesn't register, to my classmates I mean, and they cannot fathom it when I say I have a backlog or have not studied. How can it make sense to them? They have never seen a person like me. I swear when I grow older, I will create an institutions specially made for depressed students. Here, failing is normalised, a degree is given, but taught personally to each student. They wont be kicked out of the hostel for making mistakes. They will be taught.
I am gonna try and use a book to understand how to write in exams and why I go blank. My teacher told me this is arts not science stream, you need to write more. From where will I write? As in, where do I create these words from? My brain can only capture a few sentences at a time. I study psychology. Earlier I was in engineering, and then I thought I would do pure science, but I lacked the basics. How would I? I did not do secondary school properly. There is a lack of depth and key words in what I write. I dont write enough. It is too brief. My heart is in the right place, but it is not the way they want it. Not enough words. If I had to write a journal entry, I would write on and on. I dont know why. I am afraid people may not pay me enough.