Crazy feelings of failure flood my mind. It's at the end of semester and yes I procrastinated on a big progect until last 2 days.
Racing thoughts in my mind like I'm a loser,I can't do this cause I'm stupid, Oh my go away so ok I can be productive. No motivation to finish Evan though I am passionate about my degree.
I want to help people with drug abuse because I have been there struggling with drugs hanging by a thread of hope. Noone to turn to but then someone helped me and now I'm in recovery from drug addiction. I can do this,have to go finish my paper, to be continued.
