Anxiety feels like my own thoughts are working against me and I'm just working for it.. anxiety beats me. And Holds me underwater. Okay just breathe....You're not going to die from talking in front of strangers. Honestly depression is my biggest enemy. she's been never a friend to me. sometimes I let her in because she needs a hug... I stopped wanting to die and started wanting to live a few months ago. So forgive me for not being able too deal with things sometimes. As My love life starts to crumble, I'm cuddled up with my anxiety. As we begin to separate.. depression wants her hug from me. Boom. I'm back in bed. in the dark. Listening to sad music. It's been one month since I got in bed with anxiety. I stopped worrying started breathing. I stopped babying my depression and started going outside when I feel unhappy. So at least turning on the light. I tell myself today's going to be a good day and here's why. I'm going to take a shower. At least get dressed. I will be fine. Just breath.
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RomanceI realized if you are gonna talk about me, belittle me, and tear me down every chance you get you don't need to be in my face playing Sissy.
