I feel like my life is crumbling in around me. I have two papers and a test before the end of the semester and I feel totally overwhelmed. I want to call my T and let her know that everything seems out of control. But I don't think I can. It doesn't sound like much, and logically I know it isn't that much, but I think the feeling that so little feels so overwhelming seems scary. I've decided that I can't keep going to school full time, because this way I'm never going to get a job. I have to go in and tell my adviser tomorrow. (well today now.) I feel depressed. I haven't gotten any clothes washed this weekend or any dishes washed. Yesterday I was sick and spent the whole day on the couch unable to do anything. I just don't know why I thought I could do this. Why did I think I could go back to school and be good at it? I don't trust my own judgment right now. And I don't have anyone else's that I can trust. My T isn't one to give advice. I feel like everything is spinning out of control and there is no way to make it stop. I just want to hide... Then no one can find me and tell me what a failure I am. I don't need any help doing that, I've perfected that skill.