Hope Could Be Springing

Has my situation improved? Verdict still out. Don't think I'm clinically depressed right now; but that could be an illusion. Given up on ever getting thru to Mommy Dearest. I thought it was that she just didn't "get it". Now I think it's that she simply, really, truly, for sure does not care. Ah, well. Breathe, release, breathe, let it go. Still desperately trying to figure out what to be when I grow up. Signed up for a bunch of classes and, since the government is loaning the money, I can actually roll these particular dice. Now I get to once again be the oldest fattest student in four different rooms. But I know I love academia and this feels right. Gonna be asking myself if I can seriously carry a text titled "Sex Matters" and still act nonchalant. Stay tuned.