I am strongly considering making an appointment with a neurologist.

I wasn't made for holding back. So, why am I doing it?

I finished my 3rd day of my last semester of school today.  It feels like my 3rd week.  My stress reactions are consistent when compared to last semester.  I am continuing with the panicking, stomach issues, sleepless nights, and binge eating. I am, once again, my own worst enemy. I love school.
Positive thoughts... positive thoughts...

Speaking of positive thoughts... another area of my life is going above average. That's all folks.

Yesterday, I was 21 years old. 

I swear...

When you are standing on the highest mountain and take the largest leap you risk falling the hardest and hurting the most.  Taking those steps to the top take so much effort and seem to leave you breathless and wondering if it is all really worth it. Is it really worth it? For those who have not reaped the reward, they may say that it's not.  I've taken the fall time and time again. I've got the scars to prove it. 

Upward climb, here I come. 

The saying "breath of fresh air" has a whole new meaning to me now.