This is an actual job "aid" from my STATS 747 class, Structural Equation Modeling. Man, These Times Are Hard Only fourteen days until the end of Spring semester, and I just realized I'm not going to be able to finish my school projects on time. [Deep exhale.] I can't seem to buckle down. I never want to work on them because, essentially, I have no idea what I'm doing. And as a PhD student, the feeling I get from my faculty is that they expect me to discover the resources I need on my own. I am feeling crippled and alone. It's like I'm a blind wanderer. And I don't know how legs function. girl by Tomiokajiro My Boy Scout training taught me to hug a tree in situations like these. But I'm afraid the tree in this analogy (aka: Netfilx) has done nothing but filled me with guilt and anxiety. I needed to figure out how to get my mind right. The Plan In an attempt to escape the hole I found myself in, I first identifie
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