Dear diary,
Today I was talking to Lucy, we were texting and suddenly she just stopped.
My anxiety got the better of me, it took over, I freaked.
I texted her for ages...but I had to stop. I knew it wasn't helping, but that didn't stop me worrying.
I was so relieved when she replied the next day, she was ok, she hadn't got hurt, and she hadn't got told off because she was talking to me.
Now I think about it, I realise that I did go a bit crazy, and now I think about it, I realise that I probably overlooked the truth and thought I had done something wrong when she was actually just sleeping.
I should have thought of that.
After my freak out, I kinda had to tell her about it...about my anxiety.
She cared, she was interested, but I didn't tell her much, I don't really know much.
But I think this diary is already helping
Maybe it wasn't such a bad idea.
Tom
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Dear diary,
Teen FictionDear diary, This is my life, I hurt, I feel and I care. Probably too much. Do I care too much? Lucy Dear diary, This is my life, I hurt, I feel and I care. Probably too much. So I hide it. Should I hide it? Tom
