This was how I used to be. Then I graduated into the big league and it stopped being silent; stopped being something I could keep on the inside. I lost the fucking plot and became so unstable that even at the ceiling dose of two SSRIs, valium, painkillers, beta-blockers and sleeping tablets, I'm still a nervous wreck who shakes, can't speak and ends up red-faced and bawling in public. Yeah...people aren't left second guessing my anxiety any more. #PanicAttackInPublic
This really irritates me, pain is relative but I feel stupid for beeing sad about things that really hurt me just bc there are people there o may have it worst. You were all expected to be happy and I hope one day we do.