I’m still seeing my psychiatrist and I’m still being helped. He also asked if I’m sure of my decisions every time we meet. And has been assuring me the professors are kind and such. I have not yet met with my psychologist since the last one I had he said it was as needed basis. And I really didnt need one since the past few months it was good. I even thought I would be taken off of medication. But then the academic year started and the foundation I built crumbled.

My relationship with my family is good. Though recently I’ve kept to myself again. I feel ashamed, fearing that I’m just a whiney problem. Though I’ve been opening up with my older brother and he’s been very helpful with his advices. But I fear that all these indecisions make them think I just want attention or I dont want to do anything and just leech away. When in truth I’d rather die than that happen.