I swear sometimes that looming task only grows in weight before finally it’s like a floodgate opens.
But hey at least the meds make that flood gates more like a small curb rather than hoover dam.
I swear sometimes that looming task only grows in weight before finally it’s like a floodgate opens.
But hey at least the meds make that flood gates more like a small curb rather than hoover dam.
What tips the scale isn’t the looming weight but the deadline-induced adrenaline rush! At least for me, this kinda works in most cases. It just is very stressful!
i still have the occasional ptsd-nightmare from my time studying 20 years later.
i somehow got my degree. but still; very stressful.
(self-diagnosed. no meds.)
I once made a presentation in a prestigious music and technology institute in Paris. Finished it in a Starbucks an hour before the event started.