“so what did you get?”

I’m in uni now and people still incessantly ask about what I get on my exams. Ever thought i don’t know maybe I just don’t want to share that with you.

I usually never have a problem with this but one of my friends is like the biggest hypocrite of all fucking time

“Oh!! I didn’t want to say anything because I did good” was his narrative last semester

This semester he’s nonstop asking despite me saying I didn’t do good. Complaint about getting an 87 while I got a fucking 44.

I get it you’re smart.

I get it I’m not fucking smart anymore.

I don’t know what I’m doing. I’m sick and tired.

I hate myself. I literally have to fight to get out of bed. Every time I take moment for myself I feel guilty or lazy. The image of my self isn’t very good.

I miss the days where I could look in the mirror and be proud of who I was.