Well... This last month hasn't been my best, the good days were good... and the bad ones, well those were horrible. I haven't been myself, actually. I'm scared about it, nothing really matters anymore and I feel lost, eventhough I'm supposed to feel fine.
My grandfather died two weeks ago.
Last week I became engaged with the only man that i've ever trusted the way I do with him, we've been living together two months already, today was our first serious fight in 6 months. I don't feel different about him or the relationship, (I'm even doing everything i'm supposed to do to avoid anything like this happening again), but something happened to me. I feel broken, lost and tired... and i think today was the breaking point.
And above everything i've been too odd in school, my attention is gone for good... i can't read, or analyse or anything like it (and god, i'm in the last year of my degree in sociology... i need those abilities more than ever to write my thesis).
Sorry for the sad journal, i needed to let it out, and it's late to call my mom (also i don't know what would i tell her without making her worry) ...
thanks for reading, really