I can’t sleep.  My anxiety is eating me alive.  I don’t want my parents to be disappointed.  I can’t do that again.  I should be asleep by now, but the more I try, the more I fall into this pit of despair that is my opaque future.  I don’t like this feeling of unknowing.  I am scared.  H o ld me.  Ican’t do t h i s.  I don’t want to f a i l again.  Why is tomorrow coming so soon.  I am happy to be rid of this unwanted weight over my shoulders, but I feel as if it will continually be in the back of my head.  I think of the worst case scenarios and I dwell in my own self-affliction.  This stupid test is consuming me in ways that I couldn’t fathom.  It has destroyed the remnants of my self confidence, making me doubt my existence.  This fucking test is literally what will eventually lead to my pseudo success that I imagine in my head.  This is killing me softly with its song.  Making me doubt what I’m worth.  Yet, with that said, I still feel the warmth of people close to me.  Thank you all that support me.  It means so much.