Stress

With part two of the Research Project due next week, I am beyond stressed again. Feeling like I've done nearly all the work (we have a joint Google doc that we add to and colour code what we write. Nearly the whole thing is coloured purple...) because the other people in my group are slow to get the ball rolling.

Stressing out about the chronic disease clinical skills assessment, thyroid assessment, exams, booking trains for Europe. I have had this niggling feeling in my stomach for the last few days, like I want to throw up. Wake up and feel there is so much to do today but I can't quite remember what or am unable to do it. I can't get into contact with our Research Project supervisor. I'm due to meet with my mentor this Wednesday.

It's all turning to shit. I know most of it is in my head. I get stressed out fairly easily, I dwell on what needs to be done, exaggerate deadlines, underestimate my capabilities. But you can't do anything about it. It's built into my DNA to worry and be anxious over deadlines and things like that.

I try calming myself by reading lots of chick lit in my spare time but I haven't been impressed with the last 3-4 books I've read. I need some recommendations. But I did just (illegally) download all the Sarah Dessen books and am looking forward to falling into the soft, comforting arms that is This Lullaby. So ready to lose myself in a sea of, "Huffah!"s and fountain sodas. Because everyone knows that's the type of soda Remy likes.

J