First, I was determined. Then I was anxious. Then I got guilty. Then stressed. Then I stayed there for a while.
When this whole quarantine started, I had thought I could actually get stuff done. For a little while I thought I could, then I started getting anxious.
People were baking banana bread and making copious amounts of Dalgona coffee and I was struggling to get things done.
So I tried learning to forgive myself for that, then the challenges of this new situation started weighing on me. I was stressed, anxious, angry and tired. Tired all the time. And I stayed there for a while. Then...
Hello, September!
Just when I told myself, hey, since the world is at a standstill, you can use this time to move forward and catch up. Yep, no.
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