My stress-o-meter is at an all time high. My 6 classes, 5 ensembles, and weekly lessons are really starting to weigh me down. I started entering “due dates,” concerts, and recitals into my calendar for the next two months, and I don’t know how i’m gonna do it. I really don’t.
I’m giving my Tumblr to a friend, and making some other changes until i get myself back into a groove where I feel like I can get all of my work done without crying.
I used to think it was mere homesickness, then I started getting it at home.
I’m afraid I’ll never finish college. I’m afraid I’ll finish college with student loans I can never pay back. I’m afraid I’ll get a degree and won’t be able to find a job in that field. I’m afraid I’ll get a degree, get the job I dreamed of, and hate it.
A Mental Illness Happy Hour listener whose list of fears matches mine four for four. (via ashley-fox)