I tell myself that here I will flourish I will find my people for life I will be a better person
I tell myself that this is the best chance I've got of finally living not just existing
Deep breaths
I push myself to say yes join in loosen up
But it is tiring and I feel myself falling into old habits and I feel myself distancing and slowing down
And I realise that maybe people cannot change with a snap of their fingers
I tell myself that I am lazy Freak That something inside of me is broken for no reason
I tell myself that I am the problem
I tell myself that I will fix that problem Next year, next stage, next life New me Not now Not yet
This was written in January 2020, based on my thoughts about my as then incomplete first year of university, thinking I at least still had two terms to make progress! Needless to say the pattern has repeated itself (although I can blame the pandemic for some of that) and I'm feeling a bit ******* so I'm putting this out into the void as a way to cope.