...it's the good advice, that you just didn't take

Essay writting always brings out the depressive in me! It reminds me of bad times at school (it was 23 years ago, I should've got over it by now), good times at Nursing College (wishing I'd never left) and most importantly the things I gave up to move here. It's pointless thinking 'if only' and usually I don't, but essay time is a bad time. So today is going to spent finishing said essay, counting my blessings and planning for a better future- wish me luck!