Falling Behind

I’m on medical leave for being schizo. I wish I knew what I’m going to need to do when I come back. I don’t know if I need to drop some of my classes. I feel like everything is out of my hands. I either have to go back to classes or explain to my teachers that I see and feel things so unfortunately!! I can’t come back to class. 

I wish I could better explain what I’m going through to people. I wish I was good at drawing so that I could somehow put the things I experience onto paper so that people would really get it. I feel like people don’t understand; they shouldn’t need to—honestly. Still, it’d be nice to make sense to someone for once even if that was just for a split second while they look at my work. 

I wish I was able to do something: go back to classes or encapsulate how I feel or just make anything. It feels like my brain is corrupted at the moment; it’s a weird feeling