I feel like I am drowning. No one can help me. I'm drowning in the whirlpool, no one is strong enough to swim out in the rapids to even attempt to save me.
Suzanne, wake up.
I get frustrated with people because they cannot shirk their physical demands the way I can. I always feel that I am not important enough since they can't/won't do that for me.
Why is it always so fucking cold?
I guess the only thing I can do is cry myself to sleep.
I feel so chained to the bed. So trapped in these four walls, this cellar of a living space.
How am I ever going to pass this semester?