I dunno anxiety is so wretched, I mean I can barely move and my mind is in ruins, but there are no current triggers. I can rationalise everything correctly but it’s just the hideous physicality I’m still dealing with and I’m growing impatient.
Sitting on the top of the staircase eating an entire wheel of brie and salami waiting for my friends to arrive. It’s a long weekend, I’m going to get very drunk and very high, I just spilled pickle juice on my keyboard but I don’t care. Happy ANZAC Day Australians!
I just locked tea off my keyboard, strayan long weekend things bruh