I genuinely was dreading this since the day I landed back home. I am still considering dropping out, taking a semester or year off, and just returning home. Worse case, I'll transfer to a uni back home and have no friends, but at least I'll be home with my family, and somewhere that's familiar, and I know by heart. Another part of me wants to stay and battle it out (also, I'm afraid of what others will think of me if I drop out/take a break). I went through so much my first year, and I'm afraid of going through them again. Depression sucks! Anyways, classes start in a few days, and I'm so stressed about it. I made a deal with myself to last the first month and then decide if I wanted to go back home. Hopefully I'm better mentally by then so I can stay here without being worried that I would be a danger to myself, If I am then I'm going back home to get proper help and to be with family.
I desperately miss my cats.
i desperately miss how i used to be. i hate who i am now. i feel like who i am now is the worst person alive. my old self was kind, sweet, happy. now iβm just tired and self conscious. i hate who i am today. I want to be 17 again.
Please do not ignore our suffering
For more than 340 days we have been oppressed and wronged in the Gaza Strip and we are exposed to violent barbaric bombing ..
We would never ask for help and donations but the miserable conditions in the Gaza Strip forced us to do so ..
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I appeal to the owners of human consciences and free people in this world to provide us with help ..
Your help, no matter how small, means a lot to us because it contributes to saving us and alleviating our suffering ..
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