Okay, I don’t know how or why this even happened, why he even did this. My professor passed me. My overall grade for his class was a failing one, but then he passed me by a lot.

So what the heck, I went through that whole mess with my anxiety, my depression, and my relapse for nothing, are you kidding me?! I relapsed because of this mess.

My professor strictly said both online and in our two meetings that if we didn’t do a specific assignment it would be an automatic fail. So that’s what I based my whole drama on and yet he passed me anyways. Again, I relapsed because of this! I’m both angry and shocked at the same time.

Don’t get me wrong, I’m grateful that he passed me (again, shocked), but for the third time, I relapsed! After 5 years of it not happening, I relapsed.

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Trying to find a silver lining here. Aside from my passing grade, maybe this was just a way of the universe telling me that I need therapy again. I can easily say that now that things worked out I don’t need it, but I’d be wrong. Guess I’ll just see how this plays out. I’ve got two appointments with a general therapist this week, and then next week my psychiatrist wants to see me. Now, this next chapter in my life should be interesting.