Senior year. (RiP)

So, I've finally reached senior year. School starts up again in like a week and I'm nervous as shit.

But like I'm also happy and a bit anxious about this being the last school year. (unless I got to college or something. But, TANGENT, I plan on studying music after hight school so idk how that will go.) It's one of those milestones in life that has you split between relief and panic because you're about to become an adult with SPOOKY RESPONSIBILITIES AND A JOB. 

But yeah looking back on the little shit I was in freshman year I can say that I'm more or less still the same, just a little more emotionally intelligent and stable. (despite the fact that I still manage to be fucking clueless most of the time.) A lot of my struggles have been with my self image and the deep seated guilt I carry about now being good enough for anyone in my life (allegedly.), so I guess since I got put into a literal ward I had plenty of time to really reevaluate who I am as a person. And as a man (boy?). 

life is shit but at least I have the priviliege of being able to have a semblance of self autonomy.