I'm graduating, why don't I care? Am I supposed to care?
Maybe I'm exhausted? I don't care that I'm graduating. I'm just tired and burned out. It's in early June. My cousin is also graduating around the same time, and for two months she's been planning her graduation party. Am I supposed to be happy that I'm graduating? I struggled so hard and lived in the tutoring center, crying every day. I guess I should be proud of myself when I walk across that stage, knowing how I even got here. How did I even graduate when I can't even order food? There's a lot to do. I still don't have my cap and gown. Ugh. I don't know what's even happening.
I struggle to do everything. School is so hard for me. Everything is so hard for me. Functioning is so hard for me. I've been feeling bad about myself lately, like I'm less than and dumb. I'm graduating with a 3.994 GPA. Instead, I'm mad that it's not a 4.0 anymore. For weeks, I was crying when I got a B+ in Chemistry. I don't even know if my professor graded my fourth exam. I was exhausted and anemic, so I never reached out. I threw myself into bed for two weeks. He never told me what grade I got for fourth or fifth. How do I actually know if he graded it or not? Anyways that's how I have a 3.994.
Why am I not happy that I'm graduating? Maybe if I dress up and look hot, it will help, and if I show off my assets. Whatever. I don't care. I'm trying to. Dressing up always helps me feel better because I like looking better than everyone. I feel like I never did well enough.