"Give Yourself A Break" ...Someone Teach Me How?

     Class last night was nothing short of interesting, just as it is every week.  The speakers that we got to listen to were absolutely wonderful.  Driven, determined; similar to the other speakers we've had the privilege to hear presentations from.  However, by the time the class reached its halfway point, once all of the speakers had done their piece and had gone, I sat in that leather chair, at that huge board table with twenty three other girls, and the feeling that washed over me was one of pure stress, tension, and brewing fear.  Since last night's class, I have composed myself a lot better, but the those feelings are still there... they're just a little hidden.
     After class, I was texting my mom - the person whose opinion means a TON to me, and always has.  I explained to her that I was feeling stressed out, and she asked me why.  I then proceeded to tell her in a long rush of a message, the following: "We listen to all of these leaders who are all so successful.  And they give us all this advice about staying ahead all the time and knowing a plan for your future NOW.  Up to this point I've felt really ahead of the curve, staying on top of my assignments in my classes, trying to get involved in extracurriculars and other campus activities.  I've got a job on campus, I'm enjoying my classes, I've got so many new friends who I love.  But every now and then I find myself feeling guilty when I'm just hanging out or being social, because I feel like I should be doing something more productive academically."  By the time I'd finished this message, I was climbing up the stairs to the fourth floor of Mayne in my heels.  Tired, with a headache, and stressed.  I was not a happy camper, to say the least.  However, my mom assured me that I'm right where I should be, and I need the social things to level out everything else.  She told me that everything will fall into place, and that I needed to quit stressing out, because I'm only in my fifth week of my freshman year of college.  Now that made perfect sense to me, and I agreed with her.  By no means am I Hannah - getting ready to graduate and head off to graduate school, working diligently on a senior thesis.  I'm not Casey, either, or Kayleigh or Sarah, all of whom are working ridiculously hard in everything they're doing.  I mean, I'm a really busy person naturally.  However, I'm a freshman.  I don't have that kind of experience yet that our peer mentors do.  Yet still, I'm starting to feel overwhelmed by the immense pressure that seems to be put on me, simply by my own expectations.
     What else can I be doing?  What else SHOULD I be doing?  I hate feeling behind, it bothers me to absolutely no end.  As I've said, up to now I've felt really good about what I've been involved in and what I've made my habits out to be.  Am I stressing out over nothing?  Probably.  Still, one of the speakers last night said it was important to "give yourself a break."  ...I struggle with that sometimes.