I feel exactly like my freshman year of collage again minus the drug addictions, homelessness, and drinking problems. The only problem now is that I wish I had those things. At least life doesn’t seem so hard when you’re blacked out on the floor.
Completely unsure if what to go with my life at this point in time. If my student loans transfer properly I’ll be moving out of my current apartment. Hopefully living alone in the dorms. Recent events have made me not welcome anymore. I’m glad I ran off another group of friends. They would have realized sooner or later what a piece of shit I am anyways.