Today I finally walked down to the university’s counseling center to make an appointment. This is something I usually do on the first day back, but I put it off this year. I just haven’t had the energy to do much of anything these past three days, and I also noticed there is another problem that prevented me from going: the fact that I don’t think I deserve anyone to care about me. I have been asking myself for a while now: why in the world do people care about me anyway? I just can’t wrap my mind around it. Don’t get me wrong, I am very very grateful for it. I just don’t understand why they care.