Well, ladies and gentleman, another year and another issue. How many times do I get to fall down before I learn to ride this bike? This semester had the worst beginning yet, as I managed to develop some form of anxiety disorder. So now we're up to three labels: Bipolar Disorder, Borderline Personality Disorder and some weird anxiety/ocdish type thing. All my coping skills enable me to do is stand up, forget writing a paragraph or completing a midterm. I haven't slept since 2:30AM, this was not suppose to be my life. Most people on here that I've met are older than me with jobs and children and spouses. How did you get through your post-secondary education? I'm in debt to the hilt from the withdrawals and program changes, nothing seems to make me happy. I'm searching for advice... how can you be a student and a sick person too? Love and hugs. LLL.
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