Ofra fucked my life.

Ofra fucked my life.

Yes. This is the story.

A woman named Ofra messed with my brain. She was my lecturer in a course in the university and since then I never could take her out of my brain. It is very sad because it is fucking my life but the truth is I want to finish this. I don't want it to be an issue anymore. I want everybody to know about this story because I want it out of my head.


When I was in the university I did a course about developmental psychology which measured my abilities in understanding the development of small children. Yes. This was the course. In the end of the course I had an exam, which I took the second date of it because I had other exam three days earlier and I only left two days to learn to this exam. I had the option to letting go this date because I did reservation in the army so I could do another date later. In my country we are allowed to do two dates of exam.


So I took the exam and I got a grade. I was ok with the grade but not too happy. I wanted a bit more. So I went to object about the grade but I didn't get a raise.

Eventually I decided to take another exam in order to improve my grade (as I have said, in my country we are allowed to do 2 exams).

Anyway, I arrived to the second exam and I did not get a better grade but lower.

This was what changed my life. Since then, the name of the lecturer does not leave my brain. It is very weird but it is happening and I am the one who suffer from it.

What I want to do now is to release it from my brain. It happened almost four years ago. (3 years and 9 months). (April 2016). Now, I don't want it to be an issue anymore.

 

Well she wrote a fucking hard test man. Real hard. And my chance to succeed in it was low. I didn't do much worse then the first test. Maybe this is one of the reason it hurt so much. It affected my average almost a little and did not matter too much. But the feeling of failure is so big and it's still following me to this day.
I wish I didn't have to deal with it. It is so shameful to admit that I'm letting my mind suffering me so much. It's a turture. A real turture.

For now, I think that the only way to overcome it is to achieve other goals in different fields. Maybe this will make me feel better.
What do you think?