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[unepetitevoix]

I'm exhausted. I never felt so sick before. My vision is blurry and I can't feel my skin. I have tripped over myself a few times, and lost a sense of balance or gravity. But I keep working, regardless. I have to work. I can't stop working, because the work doesn't stop coming. I need to stay afloat. I worked for this. I lived for this. I breathed

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[prismastar9]

I didn't like that ending. That is NOT the way to look at it sheda. You seem to think there is a finite amount to give. That is the secret to doing better sheda: never letting stuff like this demotivate you. You just keep going, it should never occur to you that you're finished. Thats all it is. Go get a smoothie and chill, and then just work and work, but it sounds like you don't have any fun anymore. Try to have fun. I thought you're guaranteed into UC Davis or something after two years at de anza? Anyway, dude, you aren't finished, and don't talk about not worthy of living