done

So it is done. scary ghosts of past fears rear it's hideous head once more. Mixed feelings of accomplishment and insufficientness are jumbled together to create more stress than school has ever brought upon me. Self-respect that any starving student should have abandoned eons ago rush at me as i reach another level of broke. Why can't i just ask? because supporting a nonworking member of your family that squeezed through your vagina 22 years ago is not appealing. i promise to pay every last penny that i have ever spent of yours back. it will be first on my list. unfortunately, there will never be a clearance of this debt, there will only be a lifelong feeling of guilt that even through death, cannot be repaid. free me from this burden... free me from this unwanted weight. there is only one place to go from here.