Having an anxiety disorder is like that moment where your chair almost tips or you miss a step going down the stairs but it never stops
THIS IS THE ONLY DESCRIPTION OF ANXIETY I HAVE EVER IDENTIFIED WITH
THIS IS WHAT IT FEELS LIKE
BUT HOURS- SOMETIMES DAYS- LONG
I’m so fucking sick of saying I’m sorry when I’m the one collapsed on the ground.
im so miserable but i laugh at everything
If you are not ready for her to call you at 3 AM freaking out, if you cannot handle her at her worse, if you only crave for her curves and not her mind, if you cannot deal with her mood swings, stay the fuck away.
one time some guy asked for my number and he was really nice but i’m in a relationship so i just said so and he was like “no worries, take it as flattery then”
THAT’S how you handle rejection, not by stabbing a girl in the fucking neck
I’m so sure I’m straight but then I see a hot girl and I don’t know whether I want to be her or have sex with her
I can’t help but think your life would’ve been so much better if I never walked into it.