So, I'm in my second year of uni, and I've fucked up hard. I'm not gonna lie, I haven't been thinking in the long term this year, cause I was pretty convinced there wasn't going to be a long term for me most of the year.

I'm starting to work on shelving the whole 'end it all' thought process, but that still means I'm left in the shit, I've barely revised this year. I asked my tutor about retaking but I've been told that without a medical reason that sits's around the time of exams or revision, and I haven't been to the doctor with my depression since January.

I'm kinda at a loss. I didn't even like this course, but It leads to teaching which is my back up job idea so I thought it would be handy to have the degree. My parents have been talking about how proud they are, and I know it's gonna sting when I'm chucked out. I wish I didn't have to bother with all this, but I had the misfortune of being born so I guess we can all blame mother and father gregor.