Monthly Archives: September 2016

What my life consists of…

In the living room, right before school work, eating cereal and drinking cola.
More anxiety and stuff. Sigh.
Writing this post.
Rose is nagging me to talk to her about my feelings.
Blah blah blah.

And yes, I have noticed that these kinds of posts are happening every day now. I don’t know how, but that is what is happening.
I can stop posting my problems on here if you guys would like.
I do apologize for this, I just haven’t had the energy for much else. I guess I’m using it as a way to feel fulfilled. I’ll try to find something better to do with my time.
I do apologize.

And, the anxiety worsens… More tears to shed

We don’t have a sick dog anymore. But, the way that ended, it only made my anxiety higher.
We still might get evicted. That is a pain and a half.
Now that my cousin’s and aunt are gone for a few weeks, I’ll probably just sit in my room all day once school work is done.
There isn’t much else to do. I mean, there is house work. But, I

wouldn’t be that much

help.

I really don’t feel like anything I do can help anyone. Not even myself.

It’s cold and quiet. And I feel alone and helpless.

What a day.

Anxiety, School, With a dash of headaches.

Lately, my world has been turned upside down. Anxiety has been high, school isn’t helping with that, and my head has been pounding all week. We might get evicted, we have a sick dog, I haven’t been feeling up to doing anything lately. It is insane. I am forcing myself to even write this post. It seems like all my close friends (outside of my family that is close by) either hate me, or have just… left.

I really don’t know how to control my anxiety. It is getting harder to  think  about anything. My head is just so foggy right now, I just can’t. I feel sick to my stomach, probably a side effect to the anxiety. My head is spinning with all the worst possible things that could happen. I am listening to music right now, and all I hear is thump thump thump.

I don’t know what to do. I can’t think of any way to be useful. And, frankly, I don’t feel like anything I do will help in the slightest.

And, before I see anyone ask, no. I don’t have anxiety meds. I don’t have a therapist, nor do I want one. I know it would be better for me, but I get worse when I talk to people I don’t know. It is probably better off if I don’t bother them.

 

Anyway, that is what is up. Why I haven’t been posting. Probably why Rose hasn’t either. Trying to help me, I guess. I know you guys don’t care, but it kinda made me feel a bit better.