Rest. I don't know the meaning of the word anymore. Even as I try to write, video games blare, the dog barks, something else clamors for my attention. There's no peace, no time to rest in my life now.
The demands are constant. They press on me from every side. I battle panic attacks and emotional meltdowns as graduation draws near and I struggle to fit in all the requirements so I can walk across that stage in my cap and gown.
Sometimes, even now at the very end, I wonder of its worth it. Did I make the right decision? Will it pay off? Will I regret it?
All I can do is turn to God and beg for strength. I can't do this on my own. I need His grace and the rest only He can give. I can't make it through this without Him.