Self-Doubt

So I guess we took a blogger vacation. Didn't really take any other vacations, so I guess that's something?

Lately I've been wondering if I'm really any good at "what I do." It seems that I can't seem to keep organized, or start on something until the deadline looms big enough to threaten a nervous breakdown.

I wonder why I have such problems, when I don't think I did before. Is it that I lack a schedule of deadlines dictated to me? Am I missing the support and resources that I grew accustomed to during college? Is that just an excuse? Or does it mean that I'm not a great as I hoped I was and it was all a product of my environment?

Is my miserable job as good as it gets? Can I blame it for all my ills or do I need to own up to my exhaustion being something I just need to suck it up over?

It's been months now of being sick and tired of being sick and tired. What can I change to fix this?

I'm all questions. No answers.

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