Work was stressful and now I am sitting here fighting off a panic attack because I can't decide if I want to stay in this class (or even in school as a whole) or not. Like, what makes me think stupid old me could possibly even get into a master's program let alone finish one. I feel like my entire ****ing LIFE needs an overhaul. Except for my boy. I still want to be his mom. Everything else, I wanna chuck it in the **** it bucket and completely recreate ME.