Three weeks left of university, and I am scared.

I've never been the absolute greatest, but I'd get the occasional A and otherwise stick around the B grade territory. But I've been on this path of higher education since I was 16, and here I am, seven years later, about to finish my degree. And I'm scared.

I feel like all the time has slipped away, and worse I know I've put every hour into this semester that I could. I put so much time into one module, one assignment that I know I'm not good at in an effort to make sure I won't fail it, and the modules that I'm great at now suffer getting rushed.

Three weeks can create some staggering results, but I've just lost my belief, and I don't know how to get it back. I work for a while, and then feel utter revulsion because I can't see anything coming to near completion. I have lists of things to do, and they drive me insane to look at. I go to sleep late, but lay in bed wide awake and shaking at all the things I'm not accomplishing right now.

I've never had this before, I feel like everyone's ahead and on course to finish everything. I don't want to be less than what my family thinks of me. I'm the first to go to university and I just want to come out with something decent.

I feel ashamed because I've tried hard, but I don't have enough done or enough pride to show my peers and tutors where I'm at. I feel alone. I feel useless. I feel selfish for being so dramatic. I just wish I knew how I could stop feeling like this and get on with owning this degree like I set out to do.