I am—was—really scared of failing all my classes. 

I started the semester out great. Going to all of them (via zoom), taking notes, etc... Then depression hit. I started attending my classes in bed. My relationship with my parents got worse. I couldn’t mentally keep track of everything; deadlines were missed and appointment times got mixed up. Overall I wasn’t giving my best to anything. 

Things are better-ish now. I’m no longer working because of covid— but thankfully that coincided with finals. I don’t think I could’ve done both well, so it’s just one thing off my plate.

I’m not gonna lie. I’m failing a class. And that sucks. But it’s better for my mental health to not dwell on it. I’m sure future schools will understand one bad grade after a good track record. 

I’m going to put off retaking that class until I can learn in person again. Online environments are not the best for all subjects. It’s okay to learn from others, not everything has to be done alone. 

I have a friend who’s willing to help me study for my sign language class. I needed someone to sit through it with (otherwise I’d be too distracted).

I have some other smaller assignments due. I’ll look at those and get started on it after my ASL project is done. 

Things aren’t going to be as bad as I thought they were.

Edit: spelling and grammar