Anonymous
6/16/2025, 6:48:13 PM No.33229215
I think I fucked my whole life by flunking out of college.
It's not so much the job/ career part as much as an immense dissapointment I feel for myself and the judgement other people will always have for me.
I got in a very prestigious school that requires years of prep time just to be admitted and then burnout/ covid/ personal matters hit and I just gave up on it.
It's always been eating away at me but I always went 'Oh yeah, I'll totally take it seriously next semester' but I never did. At first it was just sheer laziness I have no excuse for but over time I just started dreading it. Actually collapsing and crying just by thinking about it.
This semester I tried to study for just one class. Just so I could test myself and see if I can do this and I just can't. I get panic attacks that make me actually physically ill. I feel dizzy and hyperventilate and throw up while just going over the studying material on the class' page.
And you'll tell me to either man up and do it or accept I can't do it and move on but I can't do that either. I thought I was over it. I have a proper job and it wasn't bothering me on a daily level but it just haunts me. It gets under my skin whenever I overhear people talking about college or degrees. Or, worse yet, whenever I run into any grads from this school.
You can go ahead and tell me about actions and consequenses, it's all my fault and I know it and that's what hurts the most.
I don't even know why I'm writing this. What do I want out of it? Do I just vent? Will someone tell me a magical way I can move on with my life or stop vomiting whenever I sign up so I'm even eligible to go to the exam hall at the end of the year? I genuinely don't know what I'm doing anymore.
It's not so much the job/ career part as much as an immense dissapointment I feel for myself and the judgement other people will always have for me.
I got in a very prestigious school that requires years of prep time just to be admitted and then burnout/ covid/ personal matters hit and I just gave up on it.
It's always been eating away at me but I always went 'Oh yeah, I'll totally take it seriously next semester' but I never did. At first it was just sheer laziness I have no excuse for but over time I just started dreading it. Actually collapsing and crying just by thinking about it.
This semester I tried to study for just one class. Just so I could test myself and see if I can do this and I just can't. I get panic attacks that make me actually physically ill. I feel dizzy and hyperventilate and throw up while just going over the studying material on the class' page.
And you'll tell me to either man up and do it or accept I can't do it and move on but I can't do that either. I thought I was over it. I have a proper job and it wasn't bothering me on a daily level but it just haunts me. It gets under my skin whenever I overhear people talking about college or degrees. Or, worse yet, whenever I run into any grads from this school.
You can go ahead and tell me about actions and consequenses, it's all my fault and I know it and that's what hurts the most.
I don't even know why I'm writing this. What do I want out of it? Do I just vent? Will someone tell me a magical way I can move on with my life or stop vomiting whenever I sign up so I'm even eligible to go to the exam hall at the end of the year? I genuinely don't know what I'm doing anymore.
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