Why am I like this? I want to be motivated, I want to study—but it’s like there’s this invisible barrier keeping me stuck, making me feel empty and lifeless. And sure, I tried venting to my friend, hoping for some sort of understanding, but nope—just "me too" and "relatable." Thanks for the nothing. Then I tried opening up to my sisters, and they told me, "Just get motivated." Really? Like I hadn’t thought of that genius advice before. They even suggested looking up study methods, as if I can study when my brain feels like mush. I’m dealing with something deeper here—hello, struggling with mental stuff much? But no one seems to get it. No one.
At this point, I’m just angry. Angry at myself for feeling this way, for not being able to snap out of it. I start taking it out on myself—hitting, slapping, just trying to fight back against this unbearable frustration. I know they’re trying to help, but my anger is eating me alive, and right now, it feels like I’m fighting this battle alone