People don’t realize how exhausting it is to live with anxiety. It of course takes its toll both physically and mentally, but it also creates exhaustion at a soul level that no amount of physical rest can repair.
All I’ve ever done is suck it up and get through things and that’s what I will continue to do. There’s many things I have given up on but this isn’t one of them.
heartbreak steals your innocence. i remember being so deeply in love and so naive—there’s a bittersweetness when i think back, knowing i will never be that soft or vulnerable again.
Me not liking a person will never turn me evil & conniving. I’m not calling your job trying get you fired. I don’t want your kids took away from you. I’m not calling your rental office trying to make you homeless. Y’all let dislike for someone make y’all MISERABLE!
Coming up with ideas in your head that you THINK I did or you THINK I’m going to do doesn’t make it a FACT. Holding up my end of the deal and it still not being enough is insane. I did exactly what was asked of me. Still not enough. Who is surprised at this point though?