
I'm having one of those weeks, but today it's just absolutely heart-breaking. I feel like I'm throbbing in the middle of a crowded room and playing a tune in the middle of an library. I'm finding it so difficult to blend into the shadows and finding it difficult not to have a mental breakdown amidst students clutching their lattes and printed pages. I wish this was something I could choose NOT to talk about, something I could disguise and delete and not face up to. Something I could absorb alone with no judgement, raised eyebrows or comments from those I involved when I thought it was going to work out.
Instead I wish I could concentrate on what I have to do, on what I have to do well.
Absorb it, absorb it, absorb it.
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