I've been threatening to drop out of school again. I have so much trouble concentrating, it's a bit ridiculous. I spent the past several days sad and watching Frasier most of the time when I wasn't at work or school. I was worried I'd fail one of my classes (pushing my graduation to another semester) because of a long paper due tomorrow, but I'm in the process of writing it. I think I'll be fine.
If I'm not fine, well. It's not that big of a deal. It's just a class. If I fail, it's because I didn't take responsibility. And that's to be expected with this level of depression and anxiety. Depression isn't an excuse for anything. It's a disease. There are things I can do to alleviate the symptoms. I keep trying to tell myself that.