Struggles of a typical Type A

Chemistry test tomorrow, aftermath of a failed calculus test sinking in, first track meet of my college career this weekend, need to learn how to do a chi square test for my bio lab report, can't find time to sleep, paranoid lack of sleep will make me sick, can't find time to call my wonderful Grandma and say thank you for card and present she sent me, group project is working without me due to my inconvenient schedule....

These are the confessions of an extremely Type A personality. I hate it. All our worrying and freaking out only results in stress overloads and a marred perspective of the real world. In reality, this test will not affect my future, but my brain has projected it to show that if I fail, i will fail the class, then i won't get into grad school, and THEN i will have no career, thus no money, and so i'll perish on the streets, hungry and homeless. That just makes so much sense doesn't it?

Snapping back to reality, Jesus loves me and there is nothing I can do to make him love me more. And there is nothing I can do to make him love me less. Remembering that is the cure.

Obviously, it is a daily struggle, but when I get stressed I have GOT to step back and look at it with a wider, wiser perspective: this too shall pass.

Mean while, I am going to try to become a Type B. They are soo much more fun to be around! And nothing phases them, at least that is the impression they give off.

I think I see some greener grass over there!