Most days I have things on my mind, 70% of those days aswell I'll go into myself scared to talk due to fear of what people will think of me. I get scared when I talk I become this emotional mess. People I talk to are probably nodding... or tearing me down for making assumptions... or going he's playing the victim. These thought patterns eat me alive. I go in circles, worried to death what friends think of me not sure if I've offended them or bugging them...or if they want me around. This, plus future thoughts be it love or a career...my appearance. I often walk around wondering if I'm a common subject of humour. Anxiety is a cunt I wish I could handle it better sometimes.
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