A Ball of Knots

I dont know if its because its the second month of school, stress with mid terms approaching or something else but my stomach has been all in knots. You know that feeling, the one you get when you just know something is wrong but not quite sure.

Actually, I have a pretty decent idea. 

I'm pretty sure its gotta do with my writing. Im a writing major and if I cant do that correctly or to the standards I have, how am I going to get anywhere? Nothing I do makes me happy anymore: costuming, drawing, any of that stuff I used to take such pride and joy in. It hardly provides me with any of that. And the things that do, like my tabletop gaming, is sporadic with how games are constantly getting cancelled on me or people dont make it to the games blah blah blah blah.

It's not a fun thing to have in your system. It brings me down too much. It makes me anti social (but then again, when was I a social butterfly anyway?). And honestly, its crippling. 

This mood, this feeling, its at the point where it consumes your waking time when you are not trying to fight off any other feelings that may try to come at you, even happiness. 

Maybe I'm just babbling right now. I don't care.