I’m tired of making an effort. Exhausted to the bone.
Keep everyone happy. Maintain a social life. Keep in touch with all your friends. Keep up grades at your university. Be a good daughter. Be good at whatever you do. Do a lot, as much as humanly possible.
Don’t I get a break?
I don’t understand people. I don’t understand how someone who has worn full sleeves all her life wants to wear dresses because her boyfriend says so. I mean either you’re here or there. I don’t get it. Like I’m no one to judge. But I don’t understand it. I mean.. why be something you’re not?
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I’m lost. MBA was a stupid decision. Its tough. And stressful. And nerve wrecking. I want to quit. And run away. Everyone seems to have moved on and I’m still standing here waiting for the same people to pass me by, if even for a moment. What is this bullshit.
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That boy is still not talking to me. And that other one too. And I didn’t do anything. Nothing.
It bothers me beyond anything.
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I need a break. I need new people. I’m sick of stressful conversations. I’m sick of missing people when they dont care. I’m sick of people’s expectations from me. I’m sick of trying to please everyone. I’m sick of answering everyone’s questions. I’m sick of all the assumptions people make about me. I’m sick of disappointing people. I’m so sick of everything.
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I need this year to end.
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