Thanks but my discipline is terrible so today I did mostly the same shit as yesterday. I succeeded at trapping a free-roaming cat that's been coming to eat but after half an hour sitting in the cage with it I grew no closer to befriending it, just got bitten. Oh well, at least you get a cat pic.
I sent the "progress" report to my coach and she told me I don't have to bother coming next week, as there is no point when I can't follow her advice.
I replied positively to a course offer at uni that will make this "gap year" at least somewhat productive, so there's that. I still have to type out the email to the psychiatrist before I go to sleep.
The college is impractically far and commuting makes me tired. My parents are at home in the afternoon but they are way too aggressive at trying to get me to work, I am already too tired most of the time and can't focus when they're watching. I tried dad's office but his boss is not happy with my frequent toilet visits and I don't get too productive there either. The problem is: they're right, the only time I'm productive is when there is somebody around but they just wreck my mood when they're behind my back so there is a huge cost: I get 0-10 minutes of productivity for every evening spent crying or pouting. However, still better than what I would be doing alone.
The nearest town has a library but I'm still pretty sure I couldn't end up productive if I used the study room. The work is coding btw and I'm not disciplined enough to disable procrastination webpages; still I would probably end up binging "Unusual articles" or similar collections on Wikipedia. I guess it there is harm to try the library, though.
No problem. I'd take a gruesome, mind-wrecking rabies death over Trump any day if it didn't entail so much suffering for everyone around. So yeah, I thoroughly disinfected the wound. The election scar on my soul will stay way past 2029 though, if I love that long.