I finally opened up a little today with two of my roommates about my struggle with anxiety, and surprisingly enough, it wasn’t too difficult.
I wish I could be more open about this, but I’m so ashamed and disgusted and furious with myself for being super anxious and awkward sometimes.
I just want to be normal, happy, fun, and wonderful…
I don’t want to feel unlovable and weird. And I hate feeling so much immensely crushing anxiety at times, I just want to disappear and not let anybody see me, because I’m so annoyed with myself for not being normal.
Jesus, please fix me Lord…
A caffe cioccolato from Tutta Bella + the Microns I got that I’m going to use to write in my Bible :)
The postcards I’m sending to friends and family… I’m so happy I finally discovered how fun it is to send letters by mail.