You know what really brings me down? My anxiety. I hate it and everything that it has done to me. I hate that it makes me feel trapped and scared around a big crowd or even sitting in a classroom. I hate how being alone frightens me to a point that I can’t understand. I hate how my friends look at me different because they found out. I hate that I have to be on medication for it. I hate that I feel like I will never be normal again. I hate that I scare the ones I love by them finding out. Will my life always be this fucked up? Will it ever return to normal?
whenever I seem to be having a bad day, I always go to this one friend. she’s been there with me through it all. at the end of our conversations, she always says to me “Hakuna Matata”. sometimes I flake it off but then I realize she’s my best friend and was willing to sit down and listen to my problems and anxiety outbursts and I’m very blessed to have her. <3 i love you. and thank you for always being there for me, friend.
(Source: wehavetogobacktoreality)
About me
My name is Samantha. 15 years. Not good in science. Love of music and Chinese food. Mixtures of emotions. This blog contains everything that runs through my mind. Enjoy.
