#literally sitting in my bed not daring to reach for my phone charger bc of Fear
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truly if i explained some of the things my anxiety convinces me of, i’d be admitted
#tonight my anxiety was so high bc some creepy old man was staring at me at the gas station when i was leaving rehearsal#and like my parents weren’t in the living room when i got home which they usually are so like my anxiety was like#they’re fucking dead in their bedroom and once you open your bedroom door again you’re next#and then i went to the bathroom despite this and came back and my anxiety was like okay the killers under your bed now#like. dog can you be reasonable please#literally sitting in my bed not daring to reach for my phone charger bc of Fear#shit like this happens all the time tho like i have a recurrent fear that whenever i get in my car late at night#there’s someone either in the backseat or trunk and they’ll fucking kill me#even when i know there’s no way that’s possible#but it gets so bad i can’t properly breathe and i refuse to look in my mirror in case someone pops up#like. everytime i think oh my anxiety’s not that bad something like this happens and i’m like. never mind#liz rambles#anxiety tw
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