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I've been feeling overwhelmed I'm just tempted to bow my head in deafeat. Or curl up and accept this state as my fate. I'm drained emotionally; its even hard to talk to God.
I feel like I know nothing ; having nighmares of failures. The palpitations keeping me up like my heart is about to explode. I am suffering from the inability to keep up.
Oh steemit;my dear steemit it's hard to stay true to you when I can't stay true to myself.
With all the apallor ajaundice. The stuff I have to know. The theatre sessions that last for hours and hours.
It seems like I have to make a choice between medicine and writing. Someone is asking me to make a choice between the love of my life and the love of my life.
Tell me how to do that. I choose my life. I choose sleep for at least 6 hours. I chose to sit down. I choose not to take energy drinks to boost my strength. I choose to stab my assignments.
Let's hope that I do not come back here with tales of how my generation was insulted and disgraced out of the theatre today. God knows its not my intention to disgrace my family members; I'm just worn!
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