It is ten p.m. on a MEDICAL SCHOOL night.
It is ten p.m. on a MEDICAL SCHOOL night and I don't give a damn.
Mental health is important, so I came here to my not-so-secret little space to vent.
I can't get anything accomplished because I am going through some sort of unanticipated deep thinking session that has left me numb to my core. I have decided that instead of just being alone with my thoughts, I would be alone with all of you, internet. I will take to my computer with violent frustration and type out the personal words of which I have been thinking with much haste and disdain, words I'm not even sure if I am ready to share.