09122019

Until now, I’m still anxious about how I’ll finish my thesis. A month has already passed and I’m still here, trying to contemplate about life. I’m questioning everything after I failed on my first try. Questioning whether if I’m still on the right track or not. If I still have a future in this. If I can still do this. My self-esteem became low and I keep on blaming myself for not doing my best. I feel like life’s unfair because I’ve seen other student put less effort on their work but they still manage to move forth. I don’t understand how they do it. But I just really want to finish this. I don’t want to wake up, trying to validate what I feel. I just want to worry a little less.