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Thanksgiving is coming up so fast, and I'm so relieved. I can barely function most days and it'll be nice to have even two days where I'm not expected to do anything but exist. School is coming to an end so soon, but not soon enough. I'm still going to be here for another year, so this doesn't feel like senior year to me, but rather like another major shift in my life, and I'm not equipped to handle it mentally. It's getting more and more difficult to engage with other people, and I'm just so ready for christmas break.

Because I'm tired of wasting Tumblr posts complaining in the tags and I know no one reads this anyway, I decided to say that I'm having a bad day. night. whatever. Don't know why. probably need to sleep. and see a therapist, maybe. but I am. having a bad day. and I won't be able to sleep. And moving back into school on Saturday will make things worse and i'm so looking forward to that, so.

Have you ever had one of those moments when you're with someone, and you just look at them and think "I don't remember this place before you, how I survived, how I was able to have a good day" I had that moment today, and I'm still reeling from the fear of it. I can't handle how quickly my life has changed, it hasn't even been a year, and yet here I am realizing how much I love you. How I would do anything for you. How a year is apparently sufficient time for me to group you among people I've known for years, people who I've cried with, who have seen my worst days and my best, and I guess you're one of this people too now. And It's scary, b