Crazed thoughts have taken over...

my mind is on hiatus. I'm going to be bombarded with facts about social work (as if I haven't had enough). Other thoughts are going though my mind. Past thoughts. Reminding me of what had been. What went on. How it became. Do I want to do it again? I hate feeling like 2nd string. Been there before, it took me down. down... down.. down. That's the worst feeling ever. Would never wish it on my worst enemy. Tore me apart, over and over again. I can't even put it in words... to make them understand.