You can do it.
You don’t think you can, but you can.
You can make the deadline. You can finish that essay. You can catch up on your readings. You can power through that project.
Suck it up as much as you can, because this period of time’s going to end, too. At the end of the semester, you won’t remember Hell Week — you’ll only remember the joy of putting down your pencil for the last exam.
Do it now, while there’s still time.
Your grades can still be salvaged. You can still get an A on the final. You can still pass this course.
And hey, even if you don’t, don’t be too hard on yourself — what’s the worst that can happen?
You miss a deadline. You get a zero. You fail all your courses. You have to drop out of school. You waste thousands of dollars. Your parents are disappointed in you. You feel like your friends are leaving you behind.
Unemployable. Directionless. Scorned.
But look on the bright side.
At least you don’t have to pay tuition anymore. At least you don’t have to study stuff you’re not interested in anymore. At least you can start throwing stuff on the wall and seeing what sticks. At least now you have the time to figure out your life. At least you can start making some money (no shame in being a barista) and, in the meantime, start doing what you’ve always wanted to do.
Write. Paint. Code. Play. Learn. Read. Train. Hustle. Dream.
This is the worst-case scenario.
And, if you’re reading this, you’re not there yet.
There’s still time to avoid the worst case scenario.
So, just get started.
Just open up your textbook. Just show up to class. Just sit down at your desk to write. Just put on your headphones. Just play your music on Spotify. Whatever it takes to get you started.
And if, after you’ve shown up and started working and you still can’t get in the groove, that’s OK.
Take the rest of the day off.
Doesn’t matter if you don’t deserve it — you need it. Doesn’t matter if it’s hell week and you have a dozen things due — your mental health, your well-being, is so much more important than making a deadline.
So put down the pen. Close the book. Take off the headphones. Push away from the desk.
Give yourself the permission to just chill.
And go for brunch with a friend at your favourite place. Grab a bag of Lays BBQ, punch up Netflix and kick back. Go for a nice long walk. Crack open the book that you’ve wanted to read for the longest time. Go shopping. Take a nice 3-hour nap in the middle of the afternoon. Do anything but what you’re supposed to be doing. Whatever it takes.
And we can try again tomorrow.