Journal Entry: Tue Feb 17, 2015, 5:15 PM
I've been pushed down over and over and over again. Every time I feel like the world is ending, and I hate myself for not being better. Not being right for the job. Not being good enough for someone to choose me as a roommate. Not getting a better grade. Not, not, not.
But, every time I get back up, and you know what? I kick ASS.
I work so hard. So what if I get rejected again and again? I pick myself up eventually , and I give it my all.
Someone made a comment about me today. "Kate" they said, "You never give less than. 150%." It's true. I put every ounce of energy I have into what I'm doing.
Maybe I'll never prove those potential roommates or potential bosses wrong. Maybe next time I'll fail again. But I will still give 150% until the day I die. Who knows, maybe next time I'll win.
My new anxiety pills get me high as the sky, so after my meltdown today, I took one, and the next thing I know I was typing this...
I'm so stressed I've been sleep-baking to cope... Help.
Listening to: Bad 80s break up music