Band-Aid, please?
In the past three weeks I’ve experienced the most horrific series of events. My mom had surgery and my parents didn’t tell me. I got mistakenly kicked out of school. My mom has been calling me every day because my stepfather lied to her, and now my mom has lost $75,000 of her life savings. My living situation is terrible. I spend my days exhausted and nauseous. My best friend told me that I’m a terrible person not worth communicating with. I decided to drop out of grad school. I don’t know what to do with myself, but I know that I am so tired of feeling guilty, betrayed, and alone. I am not a bad person—so why do I feel like one all the time? On the “bright” side, after this semester, I should be able overcome just about anything.
