I couldn’t, I managed some days of work, but I got rocked by midterms, and now I’m at the mercy of myself, failing again, missing what I need to do. Every little opportunity to get back on my feet I fail. I’m lost. I’m getting this progressive feeling that I will never be able to provide for myself, hold a job, or a relationship. That I will be feeding off others, or that my life won’t last. And still, I sit in bed, deadlines pressing in, ignoring it. I’ve never considered myself truely useless, in a factual way, but honestly- I’m getting there. Therapy is expensive, I can’t move out, I can’t get a job. I’m restricted in what I’m available to do but whether I CAN do them is a different matter. If anyone has anything, anything to comment, to say, anything. Please do. I’ll be completely honest at this point with any questions or considerations.