Late at Night, Thinking

Lordy, it's late at night and I am sitting here writing my paper for my Behavioral Disorders class. This is due Wednesday. I gotta finish this tonight since I will be working non-stop until class time on Wednesday.

Honestly, I produce such bullshit that I feel bad printing out my paper--what a waste of a tree. Yet, this is the hoop that I have to jump through if I want to become a therapist.

And honestly, this journey towards becoming a therapist sometimes really sucks. School is incredibly messy and boring; supervision can be such a monster, and of course, I am never quite sure I am really helping anyone. Plus that I get wrecked from time to time from all these psychological exercises and activities that I have engage in.

Yikes.

I had a huge challenge last Thursday in supervision, and alas, I was up every night until today feeling horrible about it.

Humans, seriously.

Okay, back to my Overview of Bipolar I Disorder paper.