Rejection of Reality

Just let me get through this crazy week where I have 2 essays due this friday and loads of tutorials to cover. Just let me get through to friday and I'll be fine, I promise.
Somehow I have become a big brother of sorts! I didn't come to London to babysit people, but I guess I don't mind helping people, but again I'm mindful of not taking on other people's problems and treating them as my own.
I think I'm still hanging on. I loathe to admit it, but the 6 week downer period seems to be getting to me. And I don't see a good reason why it should. It's just work that placing a lot of pressure on me, and even that is highly debatable given the very languid and dismissive way I treat my work. But then I did get an "essay high" after smoking out a 1500 words essay last night. Never written so much unacademic crap before. Now only left 1 more essay.
While I was having my Japanese lesson, for the first time I actually learned something new and not just revision, I allowed my mind to wander back to my class I had back home.
To miss, to dwell, to worry, to pine for, all these are weaknesses in my eyes. I made my decision to come here, thus I'll stand by it. I chose to leave home, to leave all that is familiar and safe, to achieve this reboot of my life. And I have to admit, the reboot is going along swimmingly.
So why do I feel this malaise? This emotional and mental inertia? Apart from the obvious fact that I'm still human, and feeling all these emotions is highly normal, just that I should suppress them and start to get work done.
Anyway, like I said, there's reading week to look forward to. I aim to make good use of it, be it relaxing or studying. For now, let's stop this rejection of reality, and get back to work. And sleep more as well.