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Its almost 2am and I can't sleep...again. After having withdrawn all but two of my apps to save the admissions officers from reading the application of a POS, I'm done. I spend my days with worked up anxiety and worthlessness because with two weeks before the Thanksgiving "deadline" I have no II. I don't think I will get one. On the one end it just confirms everything I knew about myself, proving that I was right in something for once: I'm a POS, worthless, and an overall failure I guess. On another end, it breaks my heart to know that I wasted so much energy (sleepless nights, passionate dedication ) over the years to prepare for this moment only to be broken....