I am sick.

Mentally.
Emotionally.
Physically.
Sick.

I am sick of every day being busy.
I am sick of never having time for myself.
I am sick of putting myself through so much shit.

So I took a day off, and I think my mom knew I could have pushed myself through school but... she knows how hard my days have been and how hard I am trying to get things done right. So when I told her I did not feel good she said ok, I will call the school and be home at noon for lunch, she did not question me except if I had to do anything important today.