Is it better to be bad?
Hello everyone, it seems to have got to that time of year where my life gets messed up and I write something self-pitying. I'm sorry, brace yourselves.
Basically, this is my university year abroad. It's meant to be the best year of your degree, possibly even your life. I had a teaching placement in Berlin, but had one of my massive sadness attacks and realised I can't possibly teach kids who are hurling spades from the sandpit in my face when I'm just sat trying not to break down in tears. Not good for me, not good for them.
So I cried locked in my room for a week, and quit. My mum flew over to help me sort everything out and bring me home. I had to unregister my citizenship and admin things, pay 500 Euros for the training I'd completed, and then my university told me that if I didn't find a job abroad by October, my year abroad would be scuppered.
I applied willy-nilly for everything and got an interview in a translation agency in Munich. I got the job there and then, but they wanted me to start asap. I spent my remaining time in Berlin looking for accommodation. No luck- the student houses didn't reply (all on holiday for the summer) and the two responses I got were from a nudist house of boys and an old man looking for a BDSM partner.
Then, as I was about to break down, a message. Two days and many administrative procedures later, I realised I'd been scammed and a Nigerian had very nearly cleared out my bank account.
So now it's the eve of my move to Munich. After the two days my mum and I have booked in a hotel, we're homeless. My job starts on the 3rd. I've let down everyone who was so proud of me, wasted so much time and money (I still am), and all these problems are my own stupid fault. I shouldn't have been so weak. It's worse because my father likes to boast my successes (I'm an only child, and he himself didn't finish education, and regrets it.) He's awaiting surgery at the moment too and my mum should be there to care for him. All the weight is and always has been solely on my shoulders- the responsibility to achieve. I don't know what to do any more. I'm at the end of my strength. I've tried so hard to think positively and be cheerful and not worry my family any more, but I can't do it.
Does anybody know anybody who would take in a student in Munich? Does anybody know how I can stop feeling so guilty and worthless? Please, please don't suggest religion. I need proof, I can't go by faith.
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