I'll admit that this time I have a reasonable excuse, i.e. I didn't know I had cancer when I started the program.
The first time, I screwed it up for myself beyond hope of salvaging, but I can still excuse myself because of my then-untreated BPD.
But the second time, I had a chance and I was just too lazy. I just decided I'd "rather not." That's the one that kills me. I'm having trouble forgiving myself.
I'm going to die without a college degree, and it's my fault.