#Sendhelp

Just another impulse post, bc apparently blogging through your problems as a therapeutic exercise now-a-days is a “thing”.

It’s 2am. I’m hot & I cannot sleep. I have clinical at 5am. Far too late for melatonin. The constant rush of thoughts as to my “To Do’s” for the week is practically eating away at my brain. Three finals in less than two weeks. Not just normal finals, but the type of finals you study for months just to get back your grade and cry to yourself because you couldn’t have studied any harder. Nursing school will sling you through the mud and test your ability to handle pressure more than ALMOST anything I’ve ever gone through. Ironically, though it is my largest obstacle it is also my most favorite. The adrenaline I get from the different patients and situations I see is like a drug, and the reward for my skills is far greater a feeling than the struggle I have to face to get through my semester. 

Nevertheless,I will persevere.