Stressed out beyond belief. Like, honestly, I can’t even deal with all of this anymore. Everything keeps getting worse and worse and shit keeps piling up and piling up. The only thing consistant in my life right now is my boyfriend, Daniel. I would be NOTHING, and I would have NOTHING, without him. I love him so much, words cannot describe. But him telling me I’m beautiful and him telling me everything is going to be okay, isn’t seeming to make it all better. It usually does. And maybe, it is now, but just for a breif period of time and then once he’s not right next to me anymore, I crash again. I don’t know what to do but I do know something has to change.
Seriously looking into the Art Institute of Florida. Hoping it’s not completely impossible.