Standing on the precipice Anticipating the plungeYet, poisonous talons of fear Tear into my flesh Sinking deep into my hand,anesthetizing prefrontal cortex Pumping procrastination obstructing my veinswith anxiety and doubt Blue inky blood Childish scribblingsEtched underneath Ashen complexion and dark circlesSurrounding my eyes Fidgety fingers Ripping at nails and skinfingers bleeding The sound of the ...

“Procrastination is my sin.It brings me naught but sorrow.I know that I should stop it.In fact, I will — tomorrow!” — Gloria Pitzer This short poem perfectly describes my biggest daily struggle of being a procrastinator. I am as good at creating excuses as I am at creating stories. Doesn’t matter how motivated I am ...

I have always believed that there was something wrong with me. I didn’t know what it was—whether it was a learning disorder, ADD, or something else entirely—but I knew something wasn’t quite “right.” Growing up, I excelled in school. Without sounding conceited, I am a fairly intelligent person and a quick learner. Due to my ...