Way to love myself

I remember when two years ago I was reading and doing a presentation about black people's situation in the USA. And you know what? I was so disgusted. How one person can harm another just because of different skin colors. When people will understand that we are all the same. It doesn't matter if you are white, black, yellow, blue, or any other color. Every person deserves respect, freedom, and opportunity. There are kids who need to be told how not to get killed, just because they are black. Being black doesn't mean you are a bad person. What happened to George Floyd was a horrible, disgusting thing, and in my opinion, the cup who did it should be behind bars till the end of his life. No one gave him a voice to decide who will live and who not. Black lives matter, whit lives matter, all lives matter. 

In two weeks I will start my final exams for this year. In Poland, we have two semesters, and at the end of each, we have exams. It's a time of stress, a lot of stress, sleepless nights, and stress-eating. Every year in February and then in June, my anxiety is getting bigger and bigger, my panic attacks are coming back. A few nights ago I was laying in my bed, trying to calm myself down, to go to sleep, but all of these thoughts were coming to my mind. I'm that person who is always thinking about the worst scenarios. Possibly everything will be okay, but I'm overstressing. My boyfriend is telling me every day that it will okay, and as always I will have great marks, but anxiety is giving me a kick.