When the words just ‘t come out the way you want them to. I am so frustrated with my final paper.  I don’t know if I have bitten off more than I can chew or what.  All I know is that I want to go to sleep.  But I am refusing to because that means giving in to the anxiety and fear.  I’m not going to do that, not with this deadline hanging over my head.

THis frustration is the kind of life I live.  I can’t seem to concentrate because of the ten thousand other voices in my head are screaming other anxious thoughts.  If I could just buckle down and concentrate, it wouldn’t  be such a problem.  I guess I’m going to have to take something  to settle it down.




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