I got accepted into the art college of my dreams, but that is only a step of the whole path I need to carve for myself, tuition fees and housing are hella expensive, a true money pits, on tight budget I might pull it off, still I feel like I am held hostage by my own anexiety, constant intrusive toughts questioning my faith in this whole plan I have and my own ability to acomplish it, night terrors keep me on edge at night, everything feels like waste of time if it isnt about making money, I am "paralized" in life, still I will keep on fighting, it makes me feel like life has meaning