i'm having a major dilemma here.
i can't get work done, and it's debilitating me. there must be something seriously wrong with me. the doctor i saw is an ass and wouldn't prescribe meds. when am i going to find the time to find someone else who's on my list of eligible providers?
i'm chewing off my fingernails for godsake. the project due in less than 48 hours isn't even half written. the lesson plans due in 30 hours haven't even had a book cracked in their general direction. my feet are cold. my hair is gone. i'm depressed and i'm really hungry.
what the fuck am i going to do. i need to lighten up and it isn't fucking happening.
edit:
no sooner do i post this than an email from my teaching fellows advisor arrives in my inbox:
Hello cc6. I don't know how many of you have seen the news tonight and saw a story on a young man who was hit and killed by a drunk driver. The young man was Eric Ng and he was a NYCTF. He had just completed the mid year program and I was his FA. I'm pretty shaken up by the whole thing, but it puts a lot of things in perspective. All of a sudden, having a workfolio deadline doesn't seem so important. His students will miss him. I feel bad because these kids lost a teacher who wanted to be there when other teachers have quit on them. Just keep that in mind the next time you think it's just a little too hard for you. Take care guys. I hope all is good with each of you.
-Everette