I've been constantly failing and messing up. I'm not doing well academically, actually, since last semester. I find myself crying frequently, and I hate this. I know I'm burned out, but I'm also aware that there's one more reason why I'm not motivated to do well. I can't accept the fact that things are no longer the same. Ugh! I really hate this. I miss the old us, my old friends. I miss the old me that always tried to figure things out. I mean, I miss how I used to try to learn the lesson so I could answer when my friends asked about it. Why did I allow myself to be dependent on them? Why am I allowing myself to be controlled by these emotions? Why is it so hard to let go? And why am I trying to distance myself when, in fact, I'm missing them? So immature. 😭