Momentary alzheihmer’s as result of a moderate panic attack

I’ve forgotten how to write a paper. I’ve forgotten how to be a decent student. I’ve forgotten why I’m in school. I have no idea what I want to be “when I grow up.” I used to have a lot of dreams…good dreams…world changing make a big difference dreams…but now… A lot of them sound good in theory but I’m not sure I want to actually do any of them in reality. Teach?...blech. Anti-biological warfare research?…too stupid. Outbreak investigation?…again, too stupid. Cure AIDS?…AHAHAHAHA! Who am I to think I’m qualified or capable to do any of these things? I have wasted 10 years in school. 10 years of my life. And a shiiiiiiiitload of money. Why am I here? What on earth am I doing here? Will this thesis ever get written? Will it magically write itself? Should I bother trying to finish my second master’s degree? Should I bother trying to finish my first? Can I finish my first? Did I miss my window of opportunity to succeed in life? Should I just give up now, save myself a lot of money, save my sanity, and get some crap job and just work to live? Will I ever feel like I can accomplish anything other than slackassness? Will I ever be able to sleep without feeling guilty again?

Fucking thesis.