there are so many things to complain about and worry about that aren’t purely true
- Not having friends that care about me and keep track of me
- Not having people to socialize with (here)
- Being afraid that I’m a complete loner
- Not doing the best I can in my classes
- Flaking on events and activities that I should care about
- Not doing well in the classes despite the effort I put in
- Feeling helpless at not being able to do well
- Feeling unliked or unpersuasive
- Wanting to be so many things but not knowing what those are
- My writing being horrible
- Regretting past events, decisions, and disliking my unhelpful boyfriend who reaffirms my failure as a human being to make rational decisions for my own happiness
But they take up time worrying, they make no progress to decrease the opportunity cost of doing better - of doing great
I don’t know which to feel more sad about, that my dog is gone and won’t be there when I come back or that my mother is now really alone in the house at all hours of the day.