Day 80

I turned in my final paper for class Friday evening, marking the end of my first semester of this grad program. The semester started so terribly with the death of my mom and that has cast a pall over everything, especially school. I told someone that it feels like my brain stopped working and I feel very behind, like maybe I’m not qualified to be in this program in the first place. I know that’s not the case, but a recent disappointment has only exacerbated that feeling. I don’t know, I’m just in a low place right now, which is normal I guess. My moods keep fluctuating and I’m just tired of it.