It's finally November. It's time for Christmas lights to start lighting up the streets, cheerful music to overcome the malls, and the gingerbread scented candles to make their way to Bath & Body Works. Trust me, I love all of these things and I'm super stoked about it all. There's just a few more things that are stealing the joy of the holidays coming up.
November means you have only a few more weeks left of fall semester. You have a few more weeks of assignments and discussion posts. You have only a few more weeks before finals.
I was just talking to my mom about my future. This included next semester's classes that I'm supposed to register for in just a few days, the GRE test I have to take to get into a graduate program (the ACT of graduate school), and also the Psychology Candidacy that I have to apply for to even be considered of graduating with a Psychology degree from MTSU.
Typing all of this out is making me stressed all over again. How can I even think about Thanksgiving coming up, let alone Christmas, when I have all of these things piling up, one by one, on my overflowing plate of a typical college student.
It's the time of the semester, for me anyway, where I start feeling unintelligent. I start doubting what I'm doing with my life. I start contemplating on if college is even for me and if it's even worth it. Am I wasting my money? Maybe. Am I doing the right things? Maybe. Will I reach all of my goals in time? Maybe.
This time of the semester is when I start feeling down, insecure, scared, nervous, and worried. I'm starting to stress about my final grades and my GPA. I'm beginning to worry about my finals and how to study and prepare for those. I'm already starting to think about the future; like, applying for graduate schools and my GRE test.
All of these things are clouding my mind and taking over the little piece of sanity that I was saving for this time of year. This time of the semester is full of maybes, probablys, and hopes.
For anyone else going through this end-of-semester crisis; you are not unintelligent. You are not dumb. You are not alone. In fact, you are beautiful. You are worthy. You are smart. This little speckle of time in our life will be worth it when we are achieving what all of our hopes, probablys, and maybes are desiring. This is for me, and especially for you and anyone else who doesn't hear it enough; these things will not have control over you if you don't allow it. Look forward to the future, the bright one ahead of you. All of this will be worth it. It IS worth it. I promise you.