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I bombed a math exam today that I didn't but should have studied for. It came so naturally to me I thought I didn't need to review anything. Then I learned my best friend may be leaving my life due to failing health; nothing major, but potentially changing whole countries for different care. It was just a shit day. I'm stressed about a huge exam I have next Thursday and I basically need to pass that with flying colors in order to pass the class. Even though I'm trying to do things right I keep fucking it up, every single time. With my friend, with my classes, everything just goes wrong.
I know where my dad keeps his revolver. This is the third time I've thought about driving to his house, locking myself in a room and putting up a sign that says "Call 911, don't come in" and just putting a bullet between my eyes. I feel like a fucking failure of a son and a failure as a man.
