like, I don’t know if there’s something seriously wrong with me. I always get nervous before work, yea I’m new, but like, I get serious anxiety. I get so anxious I don’t think I can even walk in. sometimes I think I’m too into my boyfriend, sometimes he’s the only thing that makes me happy. I feel like I’m addicted to him, it can’t be healthy, can it? sometimes I feel like I’m socially retarded. sometimes I don’t know if I hate everyone, or if everyone hates me. all I want to do it lose weight, but I think I’m addicted to food. like, really, I can’t say no to food. I love it too much, it make me happy.
all I want is to be perfect.
I think I care too much. people think I’m a mean person, but I want to cry for the lonely old men who lose their wives. I want to cry every time I see stupid roadkill. I want to cry knowing my dog is gonna die soon, knowing he’s scared break my heart.
idk, I could do on but I want to sleep. goodnight. time for more anxiety tomorrow.