my bright red boots, if they had wings.

Okay a week and a half ago life was peachy. Everything was flowing smoothly and I was excited about my future.

How funny that can change in such a short time. I am now in panic mode. I am losing it, I swear. I took a final today and I just about had a panic attack, I had to talk myself out of it. I was close to just walking out of the class, but I completed it and hopefully did okay.

I'm just really stressed out and not feeling very confident.

I have encountered a situation that I really think I'm being misjudged in. That or I'm over analyzing it way too much, which is another possibility. I don't know what to do. My friends just shrug me off and tell me everything will be wonderful. I'm so tired of hearing that. Be honest with me. I need that right now and nobody will take the time to listen and understand enough to realize that maybe I really truly don't think things will.

I know that if I think positive good things will happen, but the problem with me is that when I start to think negatively, it's hard to get me to stop thinking that way. Really hard.

I am really doubting myself at this point and I hate feeling that way.

I'm losing it, having a nervous breakdown, whatever people call it.

I feel like I'm missing a piece.