I think that bipolar coupled with an anxiety disorder and PTSD makes for no fun. I also think I shouldn't complain because some people have it much worse. But sometimes I get stuck in my own mind, and I do believe in emotional relativity, in that people's feelings and reactions to events can be similar even if one event is way worse than the other.
Anyway, state debate is tomorrow, and I am terrified. Absolutely freaking terrified. I don't think that's a very good emotion to go into the tournament with. I need my confidence from the last tournament. It's not different than any other tournament all year, and I've done well at the rest. The fact that it's state really doesn't mean anything.
I'm so tired, too. I'm worried about my alertness tomorrow. And I'm sure my body will freak out the way it usually does under pressure, thanks to the lovely forementioned ailments.
Consciousness. Man. It really is the greatest disease.
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