Falling down

Failing, flailing, falling... I guess you get the point. I am totally bombing my Public Relations class. A communications class. Which is basically a form of English. Which basically should be easy. Well.... its not. I am 100 percent lost. Everytime I think about it my throat gets tight and my chest constricts. Even if I said it a million times I would still say it again. I HATE being sick. I am tired of my life and being sick. I know this is selfish, I am selfish. This is a waste of time and I could do so much more with myself. There is so much misery, it does not matter.