Much has happened since the beginning of the year. After two bouts of being very ill, two mental breakdowns and much more time feeling sorry for myself....I am admitting defeat. I have never quit anything in my life until now. S and my vicar say "You're not quitting you're just taking a break". Well it doesn't feel like it to me. I have decided to take a year leave of absence from graduate school. I have so many mixed emotions about this it's still hard to write them all out.
Fear
Relief
Anger
Sadness
Happiness
Confusion
Numbness
I do have to admit that after I made the decision I immediately felt like a weight had been lifted off me. I still hate the fact that I am no longer working on my Master's and part of me think I won't go back, but right now, right at the moment it's what I need to do.
Soooo... since I don't have homework anymore. I have been reading like crazy. I finally finished American Gods by Neil Gaiman, it was fantastic! I also started and finished (two days later) A Million Little Pieces by James Frey and have started another book: When You Are Engulfed In Flames by David Sedaris.
On a side note: I found my first white hair!!!! Argh
