Graduate school has officially taken over my brain. I can’t formulate my own thoughts without consulting some set of instructions and analyzing them to death before doing anything.
And even then, nothing makes sense.
I embark on the assignment anyway praying I’m on the right track furiously texting classmates under the theory that, “if most of us do the same thing, we’re not wrong.”
I still lose my mind the second someone says something that I consider to be criticism.
Then I question every decision I’ve ever made in my entire life.
And then I swear it isn’t worth it.
In the end I get up the next morning & do it all again.