Tired...
Posted: Thu Sep 12, 2013 2:08 pm
I figured i'd post this here, even though a lot of bridges have been burned. I need a place to vent and... well you guys often have some pretty good insight and i never feel like i'll be ostracized for saying how i feel. Not that i need insight right now.
Life is... life is interesting right now. I started a course to become an EMT with my endgoal being that i work as an ER technician, and possibly finish to start medschool despite being 23. I figure maybe somehow i can save enough money to work it out. I have a lot of doubts though... I dont really trust that i can do it and it makes me feel horrible thinking about it and thinking i'll fail. I try convincing myself otherwise and despite having an A in the class... i just dont know if i have the mechanical skill to pull it off; im clumsy, scatterbrained and spacey and those are three things that could be potentially horrible in this field...
I started school about 5 weeks ago and since then, i have not had so much as an iota of time to myself. I go to school monday and wednesday from 10 am to 10 pm and every other day i work 8am to 5pm. It's exhausting. I guess i just miss my free time... the worst of it (and this sounds really stupid) is that i dont ever get to sleep in anymore. I just want freedom and i feel like i dont have, and never will get it. I guess freedom is what you sacrifice in order to gain a better life but i'm left to wonder: is it worth it?
In the end i tell myself it is, but i'm not sure if it's because i believe that or because I have no other options.
I feel like i'm drowning in the world and sometimes it's just a hard pill to swallow. For some reason i've been thinking about death a lot lately and that scares the hell out of me. Not so much the thought of dying itself as the thought of never living again. I think it might be because of my class this is happening.
I cant really even talk to my RL friends about this because i feel like it will burden them... hell i even live with my gf and i can barely tell her anything because i dont want you to worry, yet here i am spilling my soul to a bunch of people online and honestly this is probably too long for some of you to even read.
At the end of the day, i dont really know if I care that you read it or not, I guess i just care that I have somewhere to put it.
All i know is that i'll keep on going till i'm in the dirt or my head explodes from stress and the latter is looking like a pretty option right about now.
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Finish my associates and start medschool*
The latter is looking like a pretty good option*
Stupid phone.
Life is... life is interesting right now. I started a course to become an EMT with my endgoal being that i work as an ER technician, and possibly finish to start medschool despite being 23. I figure maybe somehow i can save enough money to work it out. I have a lot of doubts though... I dont really trust that i can do it and it makes me feel horrible thinking about it and thinking i'll fail. I try convincing myself otherwise and despite having an A in the class... i just dont know if i have the mechanical skill to pull it off; im clumsy, scatterbrained and spacey and those are three things that could be potentially horrible in this field...
I started school about 5 weeks ago and since then, i have not had so much as an iota of time to myself. I go to school monday and wednesday from 10 am to 10 pm and every other day i work 8am to 5pm. It's exhausting. I guess i just miss my free time... the worst of it (and this sounds really stupid) is that i dont ever get to sleep in anymore. I just want freedom and i feel like i dont have, and never will get it. I guess freedom is what you sacrifice in order to gain a better life but i'm left to wonder: is it worth it?
In the end i tell myself it is, but i'm not sure if it's because i believe that or because I have no other options.
I feel like i'm drowning in the world and sometimes it's just a hard pill to swallow. For some reason i've been thinking about death a lot lately and that scares the hell out of me. Not so much the thought of dying itself as the thought of never living again. I think it might be because of my class this is happening.
I cant really even talk to my RL friends about this because i feel like it will burden them... hell i even live with my gf and i can barely tell her anything because i dont want you to worry, yet here i am spilling my soul to a bunch of people online and honestly this is probably too long for some of you to even read.
At the end of the day, i dont really know if I care that you read it or not, I guess i just care that I have somewhere to put it.
All i know is that i'll keep on going till i'm in the dirt or my head explodes from stress and the latter is looking like a pretty option right about now.
- - - Updated - - -
Finish my associates and start medschool*
The latter is looking like a pretty good option*
Stupid phone.