Probably doesn't apply to you, but I found out in college that I'm a perfectionist. Sure wouldn't know that from the stuff I do now, but I got sick one semester and had to cut back on my hours. I was a model student. I outlined the books of my two classes, wrote great papers and was at the top of both classes. I amazed even me....and they were science classes and I was a drama major. Go figure. Even the professors talked to me as though I had some sense. What I figured out that semester was that, if I wasn't doing as well as I thought I should, I just gave up. I couldn't stand not doing well, so I just didn't. I cut one class forty times....maybe I didn't even go. My point is....it's not always good to bite off more than you can chew. It sounds great to say that you're taking eleventy million hours and holding down a full-time job and not sleeping and you don't know how you're doing it, and some people can do that. Good for them!!! Rah, rah, and all that. But, I learned my limits and who I was, and it felt so good to acutally have time to work up to my potential in a class....do it right....that I never wanted to go back to the old way. That said, I was a drama major, and had plays to be in, and scenery to paint, etc., so I never got to do that again. But I learned an important lesson about over extending. It ain't necessarily a good thing. And don't forget that dealing with abuse is a full-time job, too. Two of my friends....who have some money....just decided to go to inpatient therapy to the tune of about 40,000 dollars for a month of therapy. Talk about envy. But, save some time for that, if you can. Mine gets so bottled up if I ignore it that eventually it comes pouring out of me when I least expect it...and that can be really messy. Good luck.
Bobby
Bobby