I'm facing facts about my essay/degree - it's kinda fucked. But that's okay, I'm going to the disabilities office on Monday and I will tell Z everything that has happened, and it will all be okay.
Thing is, and I know this sounds ridiculous, I know I have profound thoughts about things, and I know that my views aren't stupid. I just can't face putting them onto paper. I don't want to commit. I've always been like that, not making that final effort in case it goes wrong, or deliberately sabotaging things when they're going a bit too well for me to be comfortable.
I'm such a loser - I have commitment issues with my ESSAYS.
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