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my brain with anxiety and depression is a funny system.
my talent is pretending and lying and putting on an act, so i wouldn't make a fuss.
but every now and then i get these attacks and i suddenly need to pee so very bad so i can throw up in the public comfort room, im not on meds, my parents stopped supporting my mental health needs a few months after the therapy thing, so- its like im high but its very very raw and very very real im so cool on the outside, so happy and hyper but deep inside im helpess, im alone and in this dark cave and im just too good at acting okay, that the moment im alone i completely break.
Im not that cool confident kid with weird quirks and fucked up humor, im that anxious almost crying and throwing up and running away and slipping into the comfort rooms while in the mall with friends just to have a quick panic attack.
the kid who has to hide for 20 seconds to take deep breaths and desperately beg themselves to not cry.
i used to obsesss over disorders as a kid, at 11 i would diagnose myself and shit like that.
i never thought big of it, untill it happened to me, that night before the alcohol hit, that night before my first session, that night i slept for 9 hours for the first time in months.
its not fun, its not ideal cause its real and its fucked up. its so messed up and im so hurt and so lost bc im so alone and i dont think i can be understand and be heard