Peck of Arabia
Sociable Recluse
It sounds like JoanK's passed the kind of stress that's pretty useful, the kind that spurs you on, to the "deer in the headlights" feeling of being overwhelmed that just torpedoes any desire or ability to work.
I know it, it's horrible. Best thing I can do is offer up what I did: re-evaluate the situation, putting things into perspective- failing is horrible, yes, but its not insurmountable, maybe I don't get the degree I want; I just have to work harder finding a job later. Maybe I fail entirely- pretty humiliating and extremely disappointing, yes, but not fatal- it's just a temporary setback. Give it 5 years and degrees themselves serve little purpose (if that)- it what you did with (or without) one that counts.
On top of that- talk to people; the university I was at had an excellent welfare tutor system talk to someone like that, then talk to a doctor, they could offer suggestions or even prescribe some diazepam to just calm you down. Talk it through with good Friends, or bite the bullet and talk to your parents about it all (this was one of the last things I did, very helpful though).
I'm rambling*, and maybe I've completely misread the situation- still I think it's pretty nifty advice (but I guess I would)
*I also seem to be slipping between first, second and third person narratives
I know it, it's horrible. Best thing I can do is offer up what I did: re-evaluate the situation, putting things into perspective- failing is horrible, yes, but its not insurmountable, maybe I don't get the degree I want; I just have to work harder finding a job later. Maybe I fail entirely- pretty humiliating and extremely disappointing, yes, but not fatal- it's just a temporary setback. Give it 5 years and degrees themselves serve little purpose (if that)- it what you did with (or without) one that counts.
On top of that- talk to people; the university I was at had an excellent welfare tutor system talk to someone like that, then talk to a doctor, they could offer suggestions or even prescribe some diazepam to just calm you down. Talk it through with good Friends, or bite the bullet and talk to your parents about it all (this was one of the last things I did, very helpful though).
I'm rambling*, and maybe I've completely misread the situation- still I think it's pretty nifty advice (but I guess I would)
*I also seem to be slipping between first, second and third person narratives