Swelltide.

Feeling isolated.

Study is a very lonely thing. Usually, it's just me and book. Me and and a tornado of notes, homework, and papers. I can go a day without saying more than a hundred words to anyone.

I spent the majority of the day yesterday combating irrational negative thoughts. My abilities as a student. What an awful friend I am. How lazy... how stupid... unstable... finishing up with school was a pipe-dream... can't even get yourself out of bed on time... And, there is some merit to all of it. I'm not a great student. I may have been a little overly ambitious in what I could handle, the kind of work load I could deal with.

But, it doesn't change anything. I still want my degree. I still want away from being stuck in my shitty job. I still want more.