• β€Ί A quick update

    Explanation of Yesterday

    So, I wanted to blog all day yesterday, but honestly, I ended up falling asleep a lot. I was so tired.

    On Friday, I increased my medication from 2.5 mg to 5 mg, and it made me really ill.

    I threw up several times and felt awful afterward β€” honestly, I felt even worse before I got sick. I couldn’t sleep afterward either. I finally fell asleep around 7 a.m. and woke up at 10:30 a.m.

    So I pretty much spent the whole day resting.

    Today, I have been shopping (I will show you later 😏), and the countdown is now at 28 days.

    I will make a Weekend Glimpses recap later, but for now, I’m going to try to get some sleep because my stomach is in massive pain again.

    I just wanted to jump on here and explain what I meant by yesterday’s blog post.

    Much love to you all, and thank you! ❀️



  • β€Ί I’m terrified and I Finally Made My Decision

    Goth fashion, skulls and railway



    Remember yesterday when I said I would rethink the education?

    Yeah. I made my decision today. I’m done.

    Today I finally got the papers from my internship that I requested back in May.

    And honestly?
    I am in complete shock.

    The lies.
    The accusations.
    The way they describe me.

    It was terrifying to read. I completely broke down after reading it. Why? Why all this towards me?

    I genuinely don’t understand. This isn’t me! Who is this person they describe? It ain’t me!

    WHY would I apply for this education if I was actually the kind of person they are trying to make me look like?

    Why would I choose to work with children if I was threatening?

    I love children. I love teaching them things. I love being playful and childish around them.

    So reading all of this honestly made me feel sick.

    Later today, I saw one of my old teachers from before this education while I was in town.

    And I asked him straight out:

    β€œHave I ever threatened you or anyone?”
    β€œHave I ever mentally abused anyone?”
    β€œHave I ever made anyone scared or uncomfortable?”

    He literally started laughing because he thought the questions sounded absurd.

    Then he asked me where all of this even came from.

    So I explained everything.
    The accusations.
    The papers.
    Everything.

    And honestly?
    I broke down in front of him.

    He kept repeating:
    β€œEmma, you are literally the last person I would describe like that.”

    He said I’m kind. That we always have a great bond and thatΒ  I am nothing like they try to make me look like.

    Before I left for the bus he looked at me and said:

    β€œFuck them. Ignore them.”

    But it’s not that easy. This is serious! I’m genuinely scared after reading those papers.

    And after today, after reading everything, I realized I can’t go back there again. I’m done.

    I can’t.

    My head is complete chaos right now.

    Shock.
    Anger.
    Confusion.
    Fear.

    I know this post is messy, but honestly?
    I really needed to get this off my chest somehow.



  • β€Ί I Thought I Had Made My Decision

    I thought I had already made my decision, but now I’m not so sure anymore.

    Not the flattered picture of me but this is literally how I feel and look like right now. Chaos in head and a decision that needs to be made.



    Yesterday was my last day at school.

    And honestly?
    It feels wrong.

    I really wanted this education.

    I already told my teacher that I probably won’t return next semester, even though I only have five months left.

    Because of the false accusations and everything that happened during my internship, I most likely won’t pass anyway.

    What hurts even more is knowing I probably won’t get another chance to finish it later. The school apparently won’t continue offering this education due to too few applicants.

    So this might really be the end.

    On my way to the bus after school, a classmate suddenly stopped me.

    β€œEmma, I really don’t think you should drop out.”

    We normally don’t even talk much, so hearing that caught me completely off guard.

    I explained why I felt like giving up, but she just kept saying:

    .

    β€œF*ck them. Show them you’re serious about this education and that you won’t take any bullshit.”



    It turns out she’s struggling with problems there too.

    And honestly?
    Now I’m confused all over again.

    Because part of me still wants this so badly.

    I want to move forward.
    I want to continue studying.
    I want to become a preschool teacher someday.

    But at the same time, this entire situation has mentally drained me.

    And because of everything that happened, I still won’t officially qualify to work in preschool after this education anyway.

    So now my head feels like complete chaos.

    One moment I want to quit.
    The next moment I start rethinking everything.

    Luckily, I still have about one and a half months before I have to make the final decision.



  • β€Ί Currently Running on Stress and Caffeine

    Stress, chaos, and an unhealthy amount of caffeine. Oops!



    Today’s summary:

    ● Hospital & meetings

    ● Phone calls

    ● Picking up medicine

    ● Grocery shopping

    ● Making dinner

    ● Stress

    ● Chaos

    ● Pepsi Max

    ● Bed and music ~ Warrior Shaman



    That’s it.

    That’s the Friday.

    Simple but chaotic.



  • β€Ί Currently running on anxiety and caffeine

    Trying to survive another week of stress, meetings, and overthinking.

    When will this finally be over?

    Tomorrow, I have another meeting about the accusations and the lawsuit.

    For the past two hours, I’ve been sitting with law books & internet, reading different laws, paragraphs, rules, and documents about how the school has treated me.

    Fight for my rights. Fight for the truth



    One month.
    A constant battle.
    Me against them.

    The law is on my side, and I know I did the right thing, but somehow they always manage to twist everything around and make it feel like it’s my fault instead.

    I now have seven pages written down with laws, arguments, and everything I need to bring up tomorrow.

    This time, there will also be another person involved.
    Someone higher up.
    Someone who hopefully actually listens.

    My thoughts are everywhere right now.



    I can’t focus.
    I can’t relax.
    My mind is running at full speed.

    Anxiety.
    Stress.
    That small feeling of panic sitting in my chest.

    And honestly?
    I don’t know how this will end.

    Better?
    Worse?

    I really don’t know.