I am in my senior year of nursing school and have survived so far. Today was a humilating experience for me though with my anxiety. It was the first exam of the semester and I did fine while I was taking it, but afterwards was another story.I convinced myself that I was going to fail out of school, and live on the streets for the rest of my life. It got so bad that I felt like I was going to crawl out of my skin. I started scratching myself, not knowing what I was doing and ended up with a bloody hand. You know its bad when physical pain is easier to deal with than the mess that is going on upstairs in your head. I finally had to leave in the middle of lecture and go take an ativan. I'm sure everyone one in class thinks that I am crazy. Who knows, maybe I am?
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