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Last night I couldn’t go to sleep,and after hours of staring into space and finally sleeping a little I woke up all of a sudden with tears streaming down my face and had a full blown mini panic attack.
I don’t know why,but I just felt like a failure. A waste of Space.
I tried calming myself down but all my mind was screaming((on a loop));
‘You’re 17 and you don’t have a job yet!?!??’
‘You are a failure!’ ‘pffft,you don’t even have a license AND you’re behind a year in your schooling-you are a loser!’
‘I mean,you have ZERO natural talents-all you do is scribble! It’s a wonder you even have your two friends! Absolutely no surprise that you’ve never been hit on or have never had any boyfriends/girlfriends…!’
‘pathetic waste of life!!’
So,yeah,that happened….I eventually calmed down-reminding myself that I’m trying to catch up in schooling,I’ll hopefully either have a job or my license by the end of this year,I’m spending more time with my siblings and that I’m working on my social issues((I’m going to be going out more this summer))-Plus I’m finally gonna be playing with some programs that were suggested to me for designing games,and I can’t help but be excited about that.
The freakiest part is that I don’t even remember what I was dreaming of…..I usually ALWAYS remember my dreams….