My anxiety is peaked today, and I find myself battling with my thoughts and my emotions.
I’m tired of the noise in my mind.
I’m tired of constantly being on edge.
I’m tired of the feeling that I am walking on eggshells around everybody.
I’m tired of the suicidal thoughts invading my mind again, drowning out everything else.
I have studying to do.
I have work to do.
I have things around the house to do.
Yet, I’m paralyzed.
I’m on edge.
I’m constantly waiting for the other shoe to drop.
I’m expecting the worst to happen.
I’m living in chronic sadness.
I’m living in chronic fatigue.
I’m living with a chronic sense of not being capable.
I’m scared of my mind.
I’m scared of my future.
I’m scared of my relationships.
I’m scared of the constant fear of failure.
I’m not sure what the future holds.
I’m tired of living this life.