Not to Sound Like a Pussy, But I need a Break

Two more days. Two more days till freedom.

The winter/spring semester is coming to a close, and although I always regret ending the classes I enjoy, this particular semester needs to end.

Almost two months ago I caused one of the biggest mental breakdowns I've had in a while. I think I'm passed needing to describe the event--I will only say it involved alcohol and I don't remember much of it--but I will admit I'm far from recovering.

I strongly believe the culprit to my recovery delay is school, who has laid a heavy burden on me, not because by itself it's difficult, but combined with some of my issues, I'm finding it increasingly hard to find motivation. I have so many internal struggles, I can barely reflect upon myself because I can't even decide who I am anymore. Sometimes I doubt what I want, which makes obtaining those wants increasingly difficult. Basically what I want, is time. Time to read, time to write, time to work, time to push aside deadlines and loosen some knots. I just need time.

I just hope I have enough time.