An open and honest letter to myself five years in the past. Do you have anything you wish you could tell a past you, even if just to warn them for what was to come?
Tag: anxiety
Letters From Exchange: The One Where I Want to Get Better
So, that last post was a bit of a downer, eh? (there's that time spent in Canada showing through). Yeah, I wrote it and fell into a deep spiral of self hate that I had to sleep off. I hardly ate that day, but then I got so weak that I had to get McDonald's … Continue reading Letters From Exchange: The One Where I Want to Get Better
Letters From Exchange: The One Where I’m a Mess
That's right, I'm a mess. Similar to this blog, actually, seeing as this is the first time I'm posting this week. Whoops. I don't even fully know what happened today, the anxiety just got to me. I woke up feeling a bit tired but mostly rested, was happy to see some sunshine as I filmed … Continue reading Letters From Exchange: The One Where I’m a Mess
Thoughts Before My Final (Word Vomit)
Why don't I ever focus? Do I just honestly care so little? I think my faith that things will always work out permits my general laziness to overtake any determination to focus on something that feels like actual work. Sure, tonight it's a youtube addiction, but if it weren't that it'd be Tumblr or something … Continue reading Thoughts Before My Final (Word Vomit)
Money
I genuinely hate money. I need it, I want it, but I hate it. No matter what I do in life, I will have to focus on a way to get money, because otherwise I obviously won't have the means for shelter, food, and hygiene. Now of course the pursuit of money can be disguised … Continue reading Money
Anxiety
I didn't want to use that word for a long time. As someone who grew up in a household with no shortage of mental disorders, I often rejected my own emotions and giving them validity, but I also understand the importance of addressing such problems when they persist. Please forgive me for how messy this … Continue reading Anxiety
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