Today has been crappy. Someone has bad news, work is busy and I have a party to go to. Trying to be happy is getting harder.
The problem is that I carry this all the time.
I am an anxious little human.
Putting myself out there be it here, on twitter or facebook and honestly, I wait for the worst case scenario. I am waiting, honestly waiting for people to hate me.
This is not a “woe is me” post.
This is simply how I feel.
And no, nothing is wrong with me.
Anxious human remember.
At least I can still be human. Thats harder these days.
I dont want to be a hypocrite and trust me thats hard work.