AHHHH. SOMEONE SAVE ME
While trying my best to make sure my closest friends don't lose steam, I myself am losing the motivation and rigour to persevere till the end [though it's just a sweet two weeks away]. Just one thought- the back of my mind's telling me to settle for sub-standard results that this weariness and unfuelled engine can bring- is killing me from top to toe. I can feel physical changes, even my body's telling me I'm wearing out already, just what's the freaking problem with me?
How can I give up after such long fighting. But I can't stop feeling that, time is seriously passing damn slowly. Everything I'm doing now makes me feel entirely sluggish. I don't just feel like a snail, I feel spiritless and defunct.
This is horrible.