I’m on day 11 of covid and really hate basically all parts of the internet right now, which is a damned shame.

Everyone in my life is celebrating new year and friends pregnancy and i’m over here like, my prelim is due in 2 hours, and it’s such a train wreck that i’m going to fail out of my PhD programme, and the last 4 years have been entirely wasted, and I should have just quit back in the spring before my mentor could abuse and manipulate and sabotage me anymore than she already did by literally almost killing me to the point where several university officials had to step in to place me on medical leave and save my life. Hahaha what a time.