I just checked my grades today.
I ended up getting 3 A’s and 2 B+’s and I just wanna take a moment to congratulate myself. (I haven’t gotten my English grade yet, though).
I want to cry I am so happy.
Waking up at 6am, and spending the whole day at school till 9pm. Struggling with my mental health and anorexia. Dealing with a bunch of drama from “friends”. Not feeling comfortable where I live. Not having any genuine people and also spending my weekends out. Going home on some weekends for different reasons (including meeting Taylor). Going to Disneyland. Having events to go to and distractions. Missing classes sometimes and being super stressed.
I applaud myself for all this bs happening, but keeping my mind set on my dream and goal. I AM going to be a therapist. I AM going to get my doctorate. Everything IS going to work out. I WILL get my dream house and own my 6 cars. Thank you 🙂
And I know I could’ve done better. I am capable of getting better grades, but with all things considered I think I did pretty fucking great. I ended up doing a lot better than expected so, go me.
So congrats to me on performing very well my first semester of college.
People doubted me, but look at me shine.
I’m shining like fireworks over your sad empty town 🙂
