Vent Post Incoming, I Just, I Really Need To Put This Somewhere
I canāt wait until summer, right now. The thing Iāve been noticing is so great about summer lately is that a big factor in how school sucks so much is that you have good days, bad days, dissociative ones, unfocused or silly ones, focused ones, inspired ones, exhausted ones, or ones where you just feel all plain and bleh, but in school, you have the same schedule everyday that you have to stick to and be productive, focused, and doing well despite the random spontaneity and external factors of life. And something so nice about summer is that you can go with your flow and live as you do rather than having to fit your fluid condition into a solid, structured schedule.
And Iāve just been stressing out so much, right now, because my life is such a mess. My executive dysfunction has caused me to stress out so much over my current school work. My History teacher is great, and heās so chill and fun, and we all enjoy this, Iām not complaining (except for that one super strict, rules-y, we-need-more-homework, Christian girl, not even kidding), but Iām pretty sure everyone really hopes that next year, he can make us feel more alert, concerned, or less chill about our work and projects, because pretty much all of the juniors and sophomores reached a silent consensus on Thursday to pull an all-nighter to finish his essay.
Iāve been trying to do some Wiccan stuff, and do more in exploring spellwork and herbs, and I feel so good and confident in it recently!! Because Iāve been doing a lot, focusing a bit on it, came up with a design for my altar, and actually doing some spells and have herbs in my momās garden. But a little recently, Iāve been wanting to do a certain spell or two, but current, because,,, everything just keeps toppling on top of each other and crashing against it. I canāt sleep. Or itās too late to take a shower for that spell, theyāll hear me. And I feel bad. Had some herbs days ago. Welp, oops, nah, canāt do it. Like, fuck.
And now Iām doing my biology essay. Iām stressing the fuck out, because this here was a mix of executive dysfunction, and ME NOT GETTING MY SHIT TOGETHER, and fuck, I just wanted to cry a minute ago, and my heart is pounding, because I canāt organize myself. Iāve tried and tried again, put things in my calendar, set up alarms. And in the end, I forget to look at it in the morning when I get up, or when the calendarās on my door, in front of my face, or it justs goes out the other way. Great days, great moments, and weeks when I actually sorta organize, take care of my folders, and do the right things!!! But then it all goes to shit. Falls apart and fades away.
Thereās all these things I want to do, havenāt done, school stuff itās too late for now, and stuff I need to push back or further off that I wanted to do earlier before so I can do my work, because my schedule's so messed up now and tangled up like yarn. I haven't been doing a lot of my English homework just because Iāve been disassociating. And I donāt even really know if I have ADHD. The psychiatrists have diagnosed me with it, the adderall helps, and it certainly makes sense. I donāt think itās actually harmful to take the medication or say I am, and it seems fitting. But Iāve taken it as an appearance and see it like a scientist would. 99% sure. And I want to see the psychiatrists and therapists, or medical professionals of any kind about dissociative disorder, but I want to do it lowkey. I hate attention or saying something that might be of interest, so I donāt like the idea of mentioning it to my parents, just because Iām the sort of person who hates carrying a big bag with a Christmas gift to school because itās big, and I wish I could lowkey get an appointment. Maybe with someone at school??? And like, I once mentioned it to my mom, in a small way, and she brushed it off. My dad is so frustrated that the government people at my school still havenāt done the testing they said they would to learn more about me.
And now, with all my missing English homework, my grade isnāt bad, but Iāve now ignored the past-due assignment he gave some people for being able to redeem their first semester so they could pass (instead of summer school), so thereās no way of not getting summer school now.
And I really need to work on this biology essay and do it. Biology is fine for me, and itās great, and all that shit, because Iām an amazing scientist at heart, but this is so much work and time, and I really need some help coming up with ideas, because this is a pretty complicated prompt Iām proud of coming up with, but the experiment??? And hypothesis?? And yet, my science friend is stressing and depressed right now, and I canāt ask the one science friend that can help me with this thing so much for help.
And Iām really just waiting for the summer to sit, back, relax, and enjoy life, because it feels like Iām watching this entire thing fall apart and burn or coming to it, Ā and Iām just gonnaā have summer school for a few classes or fail one, and itās all gonna be a mess or catastrophe, and summer, Iāll know about it, but Iāll want to relax and let my life be in the meantime, because I just canāt. I canāt.