This writing today is not about only about my mental health but also my school life as well. I am sorry to my beloved readers for not writitng any blog for a long time.
University sometimes can take the fun part away from you. Especially pharmacy school. Yes, i said it. These past few month have really being hectic. There has being tons of test, exams to finish because the univeristy lecturers went on strike for eight months.
The point of writing this blog is to tell you readers how it has being. Don’t worry I won’t bore you with excessive stories.
Resuming back to school on October was a very exciting moment for me. But, getting to school I started asking myself what was I so excited about. The lecturers kept coming back to back without even holding back. I can’t blame them too, because the school wanted to shrink the calander so that they don’t have any backlog ( I think that is what it is called).
Tests went on for weeks, like we were having two tests per day. You might be wondering if we did not complain, well, we did but the college insisted on the short academic calender.
After those tests we got to rest for one day then we started preparing for exam. I saw my classmates cry, becuase they were overwhelmed by the workload. I thought to myself why were they crying? it is just book right? we are going to read it we do not have a choice.
Well, I got my mental breakdown too, I began to see why they were crying. I was so anxious that i startd to hear my own heart beat, my hands were trembling. All the things in my mind was i dont want to fail, i dont want to have any carryover. But one thing that made mine distinct was that i did not cry in front of my friends I cried in the bathroom or while praying. So basically nobody knew what was wrong with me.
Now, exams are done, the only anxiety that remain is the fear of veiwing results. Every student dread looking at their results. The results are yet to be out but the fear still remains.
Now that I am on a short break from school work, everything seems boring. It feels like i dont have a life a apart from school life. This is sad. Pharmacy school really comsumes you without knowing.
My question today is dear readers, Does it all matter on the at the end?
Till i come your way again.
Yours Truly,
Your favourite mental health advocate
MAISHA
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