Hospital rooms have become familiar.
Why didn’t I just kill myself? Easy overdose. I have nobody to get better for anymore. I’m not even me. I’ve officially lost myself and if they think all these tests will help me find myself, they’re wrong it’s only causing me to lose sanity more than I have already.
Why is anxiety a thing: the book
chapter one
“Why can’t I do simple things without feeling like I’m gonna puke”
chapter two
“This seriously isn’t that hard why am I crying”
chapter three
“I’m not lazy I’m just scared of failing”Chapter four
“I’m anxious cause I keep messing up and I keep messing up cause I’m anxious”
Chapter five
“Talking to strangers on the phone more like sweating blood”
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