Sharing Our Innermost Thoughts

Mu days have not been going so well since the last 9 months. I don’t do well on tests, there is no absolute certainty of my future and because of that I dread uncertain circumstances. Like yesterday I got to know our driver is not going to be here with us and I was so sad. Not because he was good at his job or whatever but the car and him driving me to my work place was familiar trend. And now I have to take an undecided route, with no time certainty. This is so trivial yet it blows my mind on how far I have come to wanting things which are familiar to me. Even stepping out of the house feels so uncertain and I don’t want to do it. I have cleaning and organising a lot more because I found that to be I can control. But oooof. These have been rough 9 months.
I hate being paranoid. I hate it. It’s the things which I can’t control anything