Oh feelings. I swear my feelings give me anxiety, to the point where I can’t breathe. Like WHY. Why do I give myself anxiety, why do I stress about every little thing. I will never understand and I feel like I will never be able to learn how to cope with those feelings. They make me bottle up everything and it eats at me. I see one thing and I think it is gonna happen to me. Oh did I mention I am a hypochondriac? Yeah, severely self diagnosed with that. When I feel something small or think of something, I automatically think I’m sick or dying. Yeah, so this is very hard to deal with most of the time. One moment I am on top of the world and nothing can stop me. Next, I feel like my world is crumbling. Does anyone else get this way or is it just me? It is confusing, frustrating. All of the above. It is so easy for me to tell someone to just breathe, relax, everything is okay, touch the grass but I can’t take in those references or use them to my advantage. WHY. I need a way to cope with my fucking issues, I am gonna make myself blow up. Breathe babe. BREATHEEEE. Trying. I am just an anxiety induced bitch.