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I... failed?

I just failed the first economics thing I have ever failed. Heck, this is the second time in all of my academic career I've ever even done badly on something related to economics. I mean, when I got that C+ on that Economic History of England midterm I freaked out. But... failure? I'm used to having a hissy fit if I don't get at least 80 percent.

I'm in shock, I'm not even upset yet. I will be, but not now. I mean, I could tell myself that it wasn't my fault, that I've been consistently sick for longer than ever before in my life. That, right in the middle of that, I ran a Moot and then someone I knew died. That I started a relationship with someone in the middle of it as well who is as intense as I am. That despite this new person, no matter how hard I try or how long I've let it sit, I still weep like my heart is missing thinking about those that still live in my heart but aren't her. That my life has been a bit of a madhouse, and that schooling taking a hit isn't that surprising.

But ... fail?