I am confused.

I am struggling.

I am trying to not go insaine. 

What will you be?

What if your not good enough?

What if you fail?

Are questions that are constantly whispering at me, never leaving me alone. 

I am scared, is an understatement. I am terrified of what the future holds, but utterly in love with the thought of it.

Finally being able to put the pencil down for a grade and start the career that I can only dream of.

To be able to cast my demons away that only seen to come around when school starts. 

Anxiety 

Panic

and Worry 

I long to push them away but the more I push the stronger they get. 

I will push through.

I will finish.

I will be okay.