Today my anxiety got the best of me. Truly, my soul hurts. My entire being hurts. I had to go back to work today after like 9 days off and I forgot how horrific regular life can be.
I feel nauseous and I’ve been on the verge of tears for the better part of the last 3 hours. I can’t bear this.
I can’t work forever. I can’t work tomorrow, I honestly feel like I want to die, rather than face going back to work. I don’t know what I’m gonna do.
And this morning I was feeling alright, I wasn’t planning on drinking tonight, but around 8pm I really started to get that despair feeling. Dread.
Music or writing, fuck- even basketweaving I don’t care what it is, but I can’t do this much longer.
Even though I had a good lunch break with a girl who has blue eyes for miles, pretty as a peach.
