So I never do these kind of personal things, but I just really need to get my emotions out somewhere and I mean that's what blogs are for, right? Except I'm pretty sure most of my followers don't think I'm a real person. I'm just this robot that reblogs gifs of cats and pokemon that has a pretty fabulous sense of humor which is actually a pretty accurate description of me so you just keep doing you okay. But then there's the 5% of my followers who actually know me in real life granted most of them live in Alaska but still. So I'm sorry if you find out things about me that I haven't told you and stuff? okay here we go.
So I don't even know how to start this off because like what even are emotions. If I had started writing this blog earlier I would've probably been more coherent but instead I distracted myself with youtube and tumblr like usual so now my emotions are all nestled up inside me like cuddling and petting my unknowing heart just waiting for the perfect moment to just stab it right in the pulmonary artery or something. I was really hesitant to even write this even though I haven't really said anything yet but just hold on okay I'm getting there it's a process okay.
Essentially it just comes down to the fact that I am just ridiculously unhappy. Like, I wouldn't say I am depressed but idk. I am in college and I'm just sitting here like, "Why did everyone say these were the best years of your life because nothing about this is good." I mean I have my friends but I don't feel like I have any close friends, I guess? Like friends that I could go to and just literally puke my feelings all over their shoes and them just be like, "Yeah, I'm okay with this." It's more like, "I understand you aren't feeling okay but get the fuck away from me are u srs u just barfed on my shoes but pls get better but no srsly go away." I'm sure that's just me but yeah. I'm just really lonely. Like really lonely. I want to go home and be done with this semester and just watch awful horror movies on netflix with my family and go to bed with my dogs and be comfy and safe and peaceful. Instead I feel like a failure and hopeless and worthless.
The weather today really described how I felt. It was like nature was like, "nah, i gotchu gurl i no dem feels u feelin." But like, it's been overcast and raining on and off and finally tonight it started misting/drizzly steadily. It's like the sky has been trying to cry all day. Like it's been storing up for this huge storm of torrential rain. But it only ended in a drizzle. Since this morning, I've just wanted to break down and cry and just let everyone know my raw emotion and that when I tell them "I want to die" or "I hate my life" that the joking tone in my voice isn't really joking. And I'm not about to end my life but, just like the rain, all of this pent up emotion just ends in a whisper. It ends in that pain in your head from wanting to cry all day but not being able to. It ends with me climbing into bed with all of these negative emotions sitting in my belly warming and swirling around giving me the false notion that everything is okay when in reality I'm not okay. I'm not okay. I'm not okay.
I don't want to tell my parents because I don't want them worrying about me and I know my mother would feel absolutely terrible and would probably actually, no yeah she would legitimately cry. So there's that. And I absolutely love my roommate but she does not know how to emotion. And I don't have a boyfriend to go crying to so I'm just like oh hey there tumblr lemme holla at chu real quick. I honestly feel pathetic. It's so silly though because this morning should've been good. I got a test back for one of my classes and I got a much MUCH higher grade on it than I would've ever dreamed, but like it didn't even really improve my mood. I tried to make it or force myself to feel better because I knew logically that it should've but it didn't at all.
I just want to help people. That's it. I would love to become a doctor and help save lives and be able to show my compassion for people and just go around and doctor everyone and fix people and love them. And that's why I'm here in college. And that's what keeps me going. But it's like college is a means to an end and I hate that it is like that. It's not like, "Oh today I'm feeling pretty demotivated. But I'll just look to the future and to my dreams so that I will push forward!" No, it's like everyday its a constant battle to do school and recently even life in general. And then I think well maybe I'm just being a little pussy bitch and people have it way harder than me so get your shit together Courtney you dumb slut. So idk. It goes either way on how I feel. It's like the worst kind of fucking emotional rollar coaster I could think of. And the worst part is that it's all in my own head. No one is doing this to me besides myself. So then I just feel insane. I wish I could enjoy college. I wish that I actually loved life right now. Or at least liked it a little bit? I wish that I didn't have to stress out over every little thing. I wish I didn't feel like I have to be perfect at everything or else I can't succeed. I just. I just hate this. So damn much.
I have no motivation to do any kind of school anymore. Which is really, really bad because I'm like failing two of my classes that account of like 70% of my hours for this semester. And last semester I had a not-so-hot GPR and I am on honors probation and essentially just the entire #whitegirlprobs #firstworldprobs but like it's still awful. Because these problems are real to me. Perspective is reality and this is my reality.
I think I'm done. I'm sorry for the run on sentences and bad grammar but I'm a math major so I don't need that shit no mo'. haters gonna hate. Anyways, if you have made it this far then seriously you are a wonderful person and I hope you have an absolutely fantastic rest of your night/evening/day. Hopefully, I will just get over myself and I won't have to post one of these god awful things for a while. okey bye now.