Dear younger self

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Summary

Have you ever wondered what you would say to your younger self ? Well... this diary is everything I write to mine in case time travel is invented and I could give it to her. Or maybe a glitch would occur in the simulation and she would find it on wattpad in 2015. If you wanna read about experiences with stress, relationships (or lack of), periods and premed school then welcome ✨ (Maybe someday this will become an actual fictional novel but until then enjoy)

Genre
Other
Author
Annatectt
Status
Ongoing
Chapters
1
Rating
n/a
Age Rating
16+

Self therapy ?

"Okay let's just take deep breaths" I tried convincing myself that 5 hours was enough to finish studying neurology.


"Yeah right Anna it is enough to finish the first fucking page" am talking to myself now too. GREAT.


"Look it's okay that we? You? I?" How do you refer to your self hatred self "took a break we were tired"


"Tired?!! Tired?? Broooo you studied one lesson for chem" yeah and failed it thanks for reminding me


"Be honest with me for a sec, if this were anyone else would you be this mean" I asked myself?


"Well you're not normal and that is proven by the fact that ur talking to yourself so that separates you from the 'anyone' category"


"Am practicing self therapy" I said in defence


"Is it working"


"Clearly" note the sarcasm


I really need to stop talking to myself.


Okay Anna, breathe, go make some coffee and study. Yes there is a big chance you'll fail but it is your first year so give yourself a break.


Yeah cause I deserve it so much after failing most of my classes


I can't breathe, talk nor stand so I do the only thing that makes sense: lay on the floor and cry my eye balls out. Is that even medically possible, guess I'll find out in the next SEVEN YEARS...


I can't do this..


Dear younger self,

Forget med school...