But for these last few days leave me alone.

The metaphorical light at the end of that metaphorical tunnel is getting dimmer and dimmer and I'm fresh out of (metaphorical) light bulbs.

When I kept repeating "Everything will work out." in my head last month, I was lying.
I honestly feel myself crumbling under all of this pressure and stress. I have no idea how to handle anything at this point. This is not anything that I really want to talk about and I'm having quite a difficult time doing so.

Between the financial state of myself and my family, mixed in with the fact that if I do not get my financial aid accepted I will not be able to attend school during the Fall, I am losing my mind and myself.


Currently Listening to: Yeah Yeah Yeahs and Sufjan Stevens