A fact about my family:
They don't really think that I can take care of myself.

A bitter fact about me:
They're completely right.

There is a pretty good chance that I'll get seriously ill if I continue on like I have lately... and I'm not proud of it.
The pase of my life has been higher than ever, and the lack of sleep as well as food has messed me up a lot. I am sleepy all the time, I get sick with the snap of a finger, and I simply don't feel too good most of the time.

I promise that I'll work harder on taking care of myself. I'm starting a new school this fall, far from where anyone can help me, and I need to survive.
So I'll learn how to eat just a little, but more often, as well as getting a lot of sleep every day. I'll try to learn how to sleep when it's not night, I promise!

At the same time, I'll work harder than ever. I love working hard, pulling all nighters and always having stuff to do. I love it. Maybe I'll even lower my personal expectations for myself? Or raise it further? All I know for sure is that I'm motivated to get better.