Why do parents try to control their kids when it draws them farther away? I really can't comprehend it. I am still reliant on my parents financially, but only for school and nothing else. If they can't deal with me living a few hours from home for a couple months, how are they going to handle 2 years half-way around the world? I want to be independent but because of my previous actions and thoughts that they knew too well I am restricted of what I can and cannot do. How is that fair?
I really shouldn't be so angry because it may work out. I'll have an answer by next week, hopefully. The wait might kill me.
Tuesday, May 4, 2010
Saturday, April 10, 2010
love
today, i heard the earth breathing
heard the wind blow.
saw the trees sway.
felt completely at peace.
last night, i danced with my best friends to the best bluegrass i've ever heard.
dancing silly and barefoot and giggling at silly but beautiful people.
so many beautiful people.
i love where i am, i love my fiends, i love love.
heard the wind blow.
saw the trees sway.
felt completely at peace.
last night, i danced with my best friends to the best bluegrass i've ever heard.
dancing silly and barefoot and giggling at silly but beautiful people.
so many beautiful people.
i love where i am, i love my fiends, i love love.
Sunday, February 21, 2010
“Courage consists in the power of self-recovery.” - Ralph Waldo Emerson
Considering this blog is not private, and anyone who finds my name from someone's blog has the ability to read it, I will be very vague in my entries. Thinking about it now I should really just keep a notebook with all my thoughts...seems like a better and more fulfilling idea.
A lot has happened in the past month. I've been depressed since I came back to school, and it finally caught up with me last Sunday. Spending the night in a psychiatric ward was a little strange, but not as weird as the ward in "Girl, Interrupted" appears. (That movie is still on my mind, since I watched it last night.) Anyway I'm on my way to feeling better. I can't really say when I will start feeling like myself again. For now I'm just trying to live one day at a time.
I arrived back at school this past Thursday. A big part of me wanted to stay home for the rest of the semester, but I realized that I have to finish what I started. My parents (or at least my Mom) told to take it easy and it would be okay if I do not maintain my scholarship. I'm relieved my family is more understanding of my feelings and behavior, as well as my professor's understanding and extensions for assignments. I still do not feel motivated to do the work, but I know I have to buckle down and get it done.
Honestly though, I hope I do not stay on medication for long. I really hope I don't feel the same side effects as last time. Insomnia is enough. I realized how much work I have to do; not only for school but for myself. I know I can change my thoughts because I was able to only a few years ago in therapy. It's going to be tough, but I have to believe in myself that I can make it happen.
A lot has happened in the past month. I've been depressed since I came back to school, and it finally caught up with me last Sunday. Spending the night in a psychiatric ward was a little strange, but not as weird as the ward in "Girl, Interrupted" appears. (That movie is still on my mind, since I watched it last night.) Anyway I'm on my way to feeling better. I can't really say when I will start feeling like myself again. For now I'm just trying to live one day at a time.
I arrived back at school this past Thursday. A big part of me wanted to stay home for the rest of the semester, but I realized that I have to finish what I started. My parents (or at least my Mom) told to take it easy and it would be okay if I do not maintain my scholarship. I'm relieved my family is more understanding of my feelings and behavior, as well as my professor's understanding and extensions for assignments. I still do not feel motivated to do the work, but I know I have to buckle down and get it done.
Honestly though, I hope I do not stay on medication for long. I really hope I don't feel the same side effects as last time. Insomnia is enough. I realized how much work I have to do; not only for school but for myself. I know I can change my thoughts because I was able to only a few years ago in therapy. It's going to be tough, but I have to believe in myself that I can make it happen.
Tuesday, January 19, 2010
hm
i don't know how i feel about a blog.
um.
i currently am living in vermont. green mountain is a great place and i hope to see and discover more of its beauty this semester. last semester was my first here at GMC. it was difficult and i hope i learn to handle my studies with more confidence. i need to prioritize but relax at the same time.
i had higher hopes for the semester a month ago. now i'm not so sure. i need to change how i perceive things again. i wish i hadn't lost that skill.
alas, it is a new year. it shall be a great one. i need to make things happen this year, besides keeping up my gpa.
i need to head over to the library soon.
um.
i currently am living in vermont. green mountain is a great place and i hope to see and discover more of its beauty this semester. last semester was my first here at GMC. it was difficult and i hope i learn to handle my studies with more confidence. i need to prioritize but relax at the same time.
i had higher hopes for the semester a month ago. now i'm not so sure. i need to change how i perceive things again. i wish i hadn't lost that skill.
alas, it is a new year. it shall be a great one. i need to make things happen this year, besides keeping up my gpa.
i need to head over to the library soon.
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