Every night.

Every night.

Being social has been so difficult lately.

I don’t think I like this…

lifeinthearctic replied to your post: is it weird that the fact u have “problems” is kind of hot to me?

WAIT IS ANXIETY SUDDENLY HELLA SEXY OH MY GOD FINALLY WHAT GOOD NEWS HOLY SHIT

I can see the Cosmo article now!

How to get him to give you a ring:
Step One - Worry
Step Two - Keep Worrying
Step Three - When he tells you everything will be okay, explain every irrational thought you have ever had including your zombie dreams that exemplify your fear of being alone.
Step Four - Better Still be Worrying
Step Five - If he ever seems too into you, tell him all your flaws at nausea.
Step Six - Worry
Step Seven - Play him the saddest songs you know and point out the parts that remind you of your relationship
Step Eight - Never. Stop. Worrying.

Well, yes. All of this. Every single day. This is exactly what goes through my mind. It’s exhausting.

Well, yes. All of this. Every single day. This is exactly what goes through my mind. It’s exhausting.

Staying in bed.

thisishangingrockcomics:

Hanging Rock Comics valentines: Set 2 of 4

I may or may not have that first convo with my therapist weekly.

I’m resentful and angry at everyone.

I need some me time to get all this shit done and my house clean and my oil changed and my room clean. Yet, I signed up to work half the weekend, just so I won’t feel alone in the hours where I know I’m always alone…

I wish I wasn’t so mad and angry at everyone but my impossible standards makes it difficult to like myself and anyone else, for that matter. I thought once I got thrugh January everything would be okay but I need to catch up…

I’m almost caught up. I need this weekend. Hopefully everything is okay after this weekend.

I don’t know why anyone puts up with me. Sorry, I’m such a bitch/downer/asshole/everything. I just want to lay in bed forever.

Ugh.

explodingdog:

Something is broken.

explodingdog:

Something is broken.