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I was going to make this post about my excitement over Greg Dulli's new projects...the upcoming albums, the DVD of the Twilight Singers' tour, blah-de-blah-de-blah. But it just wouldn't represent my mood.
Anxiety is back full force and it feels like this persistent weight on my chest, like I'm barely holding my sanity by a string. One false move and I could tumble off the ledge. I was sitting at my desk this morning and realized that I had started crying. Silently crying, but crying. And the most disturbing thing was that I couldn't figure out when it had started. I think there is definitely something wrong with me. Some wire has been switched in my brain to make me act like this. I couldn't even finish this paragraph without going to the restroom to calm myself. I know what is wrong, I just can't seem to fix it.
Fuck feeling this way. All I need to do is breath in and breath out and everything will be better. I'm being irrational and pathetic. Everything will be fine and I worry over everything which turns into nothing.
Anxiety is back full force and it feels like this persistent weight on my chest, like I'm barely holding my sanity by a string. One false move and I could tumble off the ledge. I was sitting at my desk this morning and realized that I had started crying. Silently crying, but crying. And the most disturbing thing was that I couldn't figure out when it had started. I think there is definitely something wrong with me. Some wire has been switched in my brain to make me act like this. I couldn't even finish this paragraph without going to the restroom to calm myself. I know what is wrong, I just can't seem to fix it.
Fuck feeling this way. All I need to do is breath in and breath out and everything will be better. I'm being irrational and pathetic. Everything will be fine and I worry over everything which turns into nothing.
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