Are you stressed? Are you tired? Are you overwhelmed? Are you having trouble catching a break? If you answered yes to any of the previous questions, congratulations! Life is kicking your butt! No worries, though. It happens to the best of us. Is it unfortunate? Yes. Does it happen? You know it.
1. When you look at your schedule for the day
You wake up every morning to a to-do list the size of New York- the state, not the city. It looks less like a list and more like the eighth Harry Potter book because it is just. That. Long.2. Even when you’ve finished everything on said list there is still more to do.
You know that sweet, sweet relief you feel after you check off everything you had to do today? Yeah, don’t get used to it because the longer you sit there basking in the glory of a completed to-do list the longer the next one becomes.
3. Relaxation=Guilt
You’re napping. You’re reading. You’re at the gym. You’re trying to get some hard earned TLC, but all you feel is guilt because there are so many things you could and arguably should be doing right now.
4. Bye bye, Netflix.

5. What is sleep?
Your sleep schedule is out the window because you’re up every night until three o’clock in the morning doing stuff. Not even fun stuff like Netflix. Stuff like assignments and studying and work.
6. The only kind of luck you know is the bad kind

7. Hours at the library does not equal an A or even a B

8. You are confused 123238460% of the time
One plus one is two? Why, how, are you sure? If you had a penny for every time you used the phrases “what” and “I don’t get it,” you’d be the richest human being to ever enter the Milky Way Galaxy.
9. You’ve got so much to do that you do nothing
I’m convinced it’s a defense mechanism that when you have more than fifty-eight things to do in twelve hours your brain shuts down.
10. You’re slowly going insane

It’s okay, friend. I feel your pain. Life is kicking my butt, too. Just hold back the tears, smile, and pretend like everything is A-okay as you slowly crumble. It’s fine. You’re fine. It’s fine. We’re fine. Or at least we can pretend, am I right?



























