Psychologically not doing well this week. This just feels like endless torture sometimes. It’s starting to wear down on my soul. I don’t have it at bad as others, but nonetheless the trauma is sometimes too much to handle.
I’ve started dreaming about my old life in my sleep. In all my dreams I’m completely normal and living life how it should be lived. Once I wake up I’m hit with the cold, bitter reality of this situation.
I’ll be completely honest, it’s really hard to stay motivated and deliver results at school when I’m in this state. I sometimes worry about how I’m going to earn a living like this.
I go to counseling once a week, but I honestly might stop. It’s just gotten to a point where I’m just going through the motions with it. Though it’s no fault of her own, the counselor doesn’t know how to actually help me.