I have so much work to do. I do not like it.
Yesterday, my friend messaged me on Facebook, saying she was depressed and had a bunch of work to do. So we talked and encouraged each other and we actually got some work done. Well, I wrote two pages in an hour, which was good, but that’s pretty much where my productivity stopped. I still have to write at least three pages for that paper, plus a bunch of others. I also have to make a video. I did recording for that last night, since I couldn’t get any writing done. That was good, I guess, but there’s so much to do. Today, in my six hours between classes, I will try to write some papers and work on the video. I’m already feeling super anxious, so I doubt that’s going to go well. More likely, I’ll just sit here and not get anything done.
Right now, I am going to get something done. I’m going to write the voiceovers for my video. Basically, my video has two parts: a breathing exercise to kind of give viewers a sense of what anxiety can feel like, and the video of me doing nothing while Matchbox 20’s Unwell plays. That part, I think, will also flash statistics of mental illness, especially anxiety in kids (it’s for my education class), and have some voiceovers of me saying things that kind of give a glimpse of what I think about sometimes. It’s sort of a performance art/public service announcement, ideally. I’m really nervous about it because I don’t know how my classmates will receive it, but I think it will be okay and I don’t have to deal with them after this semester if I don’t choose to, probably, so that makes it a little better.
Anyway, I’m thinking of doing snippets of voice during the song, layering the audio and visual components to sort of reflect how there’s always so much going on in my mind. I guess I’m trying to give them the feeling of being overwhelmed while not detracting from the message. What’s the message? I guess I’m just trying to bring awareness to mental health issues so that they can be sympathetic to students who are suffering and not make it worse.
So I’m going to type snippets now…yeah…I was also looking back through some blog entries for quotes, but I didn’t like doing that too much and it takes a while, so I think I’ll stick to this process.
I don’t know. I just don’t know anything. Except I do. I know a lot. I just feel like I don’t.
I’m stuck. I can’t do anything. I want to, but I can’t. I can’t decide what to do or how to do it. There are just too many options, too many possibilities. I’m stuck, even when I know what to do and how to do it. I know exactly what I want to get done, I just can’t.
I sit here for hours, doing nothing. This is not fun. This is not relaxing. This is horrible. This is painful. This is not productive or comfortable or desirable. This is pathetic. I am pathetic.
I am hopelessly depressed, inexplicably anxious, and painfully aware of the ridiculousness of it all.
When I see you, my first thought is not to say hi. It’s to hide. To get away so that I don’t have to interact, so that I’m not expected to talk to you or look at you or have you look at me. It’s not that I don’t like you, ’cause I do. It’s just that it hurts me to say hello. It’s just that I feel like I don’t know what to do and I’m afraid of doing something not right. I’m afraid of hurting you and of you hurting me, so I avoid you. It’s just better that way.
Well, with what I already had, that’s a page of typing. Should be enough for snippets in my less than four minute song.
I emailed one of my professors, the one who teaches the class the video’s for, about not presenting it tomorrow, but on Thursday instead. She said we can push it back however much I need. So at least that’s good and I don’t have to worry about it too much. Now, I just get to worry about it because that’s what I do. And I can worry about everything else, because it is due (or overdue)…yay.