College is fun...when it's not boring...

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...I'm going back home...

I can't handle this. EVERYTHING. I can't...I just can't.

You guys will need the whole story...



As you've all heard, I'm engaged and everything. That is a wonderful part of my life. Lately, I've seen myself fall in the mental health aspect. I've discovered parts of my OCD, anxiety disorder, and other parts of me that I've never seen before. I've had panic attacks...HORRIBLE ones! I had one panic attack that put me in the emergency room for a while. I was given two sedatives, since that time, for an as-needed basis. I've also found out that I might just have bipolar...and perhaps something else to add to that.

Yes...that's right. Because I can't get any help from the stupid blinkin' doctors here, I'm now technically disabled...mentally handicapped...yeah. All that jazz.

So, now that everything has been just going wrong for me that way, I can't even stay in the dorms here without fear or panic. It's stupid. I don't feel safe anymore...

...I give in. I'm going home. I'm going to be separated from my fiance again, and...just... ... ...gah. This is just a hard time. If you DO see art coming up, be prepared for some...interesting things.

I just... ... ...*sigh*...