My anxiety has returned with a vengence. Every time I think about my upcoming exam I feel the need to vomit everything I've eaten, ever. Everyone has been saying, "don't worry, you'll be fine" and reassuring me about how clever I am. Not clever enough, evidently, otherwise I wouldn't have fucked up the first one.
"Good luck, not that you'll need it! You're gonna kill it". Yeah man if I don't kill this exam I'm going to kill myself, one of us is going to die because of this.
Ahhhhhhhh fuck this. Why is life so hard.
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