I don't know if it's just my raging hormones going against me or if I finally reached the wick of my undying candle of patience and understanding. I cannot stress any more how exceedingly stressful Wednesday was. Definitely not the right way to start the term, to start the my final term in college. It wasn't how I pictured it at all.
Thursday was spent in hibernation, consultation, and reflection.
I've always looked at myself as a person of will and strength. Even the strong fall down sometimes. I feel so weak after everything that took place today. I don't know what to exactly feel anymore. I just know that I let myself down and I feel weaker than I ever have felt in my entire life. I'm physically-, mentally-, and emotionally-spent.
This too shall pass. You keep saying it over and over and over and it becomes real. I wish it was that easy. I say it over and over and over and I get tired and frustrated, and it just lingers even longer. All is well!
