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(Rant!) god I can’t do this anymore and anxiety is so fucking bad. I’m so tired of my hair falling out and laying in my bed or on my floor worrying about something that’s not even a problem. I’m so tired of getting myself into these situations on accident and being stuck there and I all I can do is get overstimulated and overwhelmed. I’m so tired of someone saying something lighthearted and I can’t sleep or breathe for the next few hours because I’m so worried about a small thing they said that wasn’t meant to be taken seriously or wasn’t that important. I’m so tired of telling my doctor the meds aren’t working that I actually started telling her it is. I’m so tired of not being able to sit still and stop moving, good and bad times alike. I’m so tired of not being able to be around others without spacing out and worrying about fuckjng everything. I’m so tired. So fucking tired. And most of all, I fucking hate my shit grandfather for doing what he did when he was still alive and making it to where if anyone with authority or basically any other person yells at me or gets disappointed, I flinch and/or can’t stop think and thinking and thinking about it until I just physically can’t fucking do it anymore.