This is not a cry for help, just a vent. I have been so anxious the past week and it feels like I’m drowning. I feel 1,000 pounds on my shoulders. So much has happened so quickly and my mind can’t keep up. I feel like a failure and a burden but I know it’ll pass... It’s like a gash... sure the deep cut will eventually go away as the skin regrows but it doesn’t prevent it from hurting and getting aggravated when you poke it.