The only thing worse than the holidays for depression is finals week. Take a 20 year old adolescent, who has been sheltered form the real world for his whole life, slap him with nearly sixty thousand dollars of debt, and give him a cumulative assessment of the past three years of his life. Call it seasonal depression, cabin fever, stress, or test anxiety; it all boils down to this young man over-exaggerating the influence that one semester will have on the rest of his life.
We have an over-caffeinated, under-rested child with nothing but stress on his mind. Throw on a whopping dose of self-doubt and you’ve got what most college kids turn into this time of year. There isn’t an easy escape from all of this stress, except to realize that the end is in sight. Count down the days, the hours, the minutes and the seconds until this hellish week is over.
The only advice I can give is this: Give it your damned best shot, in the end everything will turn out all right.
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- Most people have that speech filter that stops them from being honest with others, and, more often than not, themselves. I do not have that filter, and this site is where i spew whatever is on my mind. I hope it is at least entertaining for you, the reader, that I don't know even exists.
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