Ever been on the edge of an emotional cliff? I have been - all summer. Can't say exactly why. I just finished my first full year of school. Yeah! Only 4 more to go . . .
Anyway, back to that emotional cliff -
I was shoved off the edge of my cliff on Saturday. Not pushed, shoved. Hard. Can't eat, can't sleep, you know how it goes. Or maybe you don't (which is good if you don't).
I think I might still be falling - oh, wait. School starts again on Wednesday. I'm taking physiology and microbiology. Wanted to adjust my schedule, change it up, but all the classes are full. I just have to suck it up and stick with my current chaotic schedule. Yup, just found the bottom. Now there is nowhere to go but up. I know, I know, I signed up for this torture. And I am trying to make the best of it, really, I am. I didn't realize it would be this hard. But if it were easy, there would be no satisfaction in completing it, right? At least I don't have to repeat Chemistry!