Update from the world I am living in.
I miss the sun. I cannot seem to not sleep so irregular. I have seem to have gifted away all my motivation. I believe I am suffering from 'burn-out'. All tasks seem to consume more energy in which my body can produce.
I'm crying in pain and no Doctors can identify a prognosis. I wish to never leave my house. Because interacting with individuals in person causes me a large amount of discomfort. I am finding my strong work-ethic is slowly disappearing, I don't know what to do with my head, because each activity seems so very daunting.
I cannot categorize my days as happy, for I am purely overwhelmed by the responsibilities that life includes. I have no inner peace. I am unable to recover from the stress because my todo list is only growing. I miss having time focused on myself not covered in guilt.
My body is failing me, causing blood to leak from my organs and the Doctors at A&E cannot stop it, so I'm drinking paracetamol. I'm stressed regarding my existence, I'm only have nightmares that cause worms to squirm within the valleys of my cerebellum. My butt is developing bed sores because I have become a form of stationary myself.
I hate my hair so I cut off five inches in the kitchen.
I want to have my life together, but I can't set boundaries while in university. The assignments will never stop in two days I'm expected to read four books. Prenstations need to be curated, essays need to be edited though I have no authority to hold such research. "Flat narratives" need to be written, for no one to read, and for the one thing I use to find enjoyment from to cause for me to regreat my life decisions.
My father always told me "if you do what you love, you will never work a day in your life." But I'm not sure what I love. The possibilities for jobs or vast and limited and could I just live my whole life retired?
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