Breaking the Cycle of College Anxiety

College anxiety hit me hardest during finals week when I realized I was surviving,

not living. I'd skip meals, pull all-nighters, and convince myself that suffering equaled

success. Then my roommate found me crying in the library at 3 AM

over a paper. She said something that changed everything: what if rest was productive too?

I started small. Five minutes of morning journaling before checking my phone. One yoga video

between classes. Writing down three priorities instead of twenty. The shift wasn't

instant, but I noticed my chest felt lighter. I could breathe

deeper. Asking for help isn't admitting defeat. It's choosing yourself. We all need