So at first I was like:
but now I’m like
what do i do with myself the reason for my existence is over
I spent the past two years systematically destroying my health over this program because real life decided to get in the way and I just.
Had absolutely no ability to manage my stress, anxiety or health properly.
So now I’m here, trying to get over the near nervous breakdowns I went through.
And I realize that a major source of all of my pain is finally done.
That things are starting to stabilize again.
That finally, I can have a bit of freedom until summer starts and I look for a job or whatever.
But how do I get over such a huge part of my life?
Because IB was my life for the past couple of years.
And I finished all of that yesterday.
There’s nothing left of it anymore except for whatever grade I’ll get.
And I can’t come to terms with that.
I’m trying but it’s just…
It’s not happening.
I think I’m actually ready to cry, but whether from joy, sorrow, or just frustrating confusion, I don’t know anymore.
Can I even still call myself an IB Kid now that I’m done the program?
I’m not even sure…