I know I’m probably not alone in this, but it feels like it, and I just can’t seem to stop myself. I’ve got a few things going on right now that are giving me bad anxiety. I feel like because of these things, I don’t deserve to feel happy or excited. Any time I start to get happy, I think, oh yeah what about that impending doom? How can you dare to be happy? 

Somehow these thoughts translate to my eating habits, too, and I feel like I don’t deserve good food. It’s not that I’m purposely starving myself, but it’s like I can hardly chew and swallow any food because of impending doom. How can I dare to be eating a delicious donut while I’m waiting for everything to go wrong. 

I’m so tired of being like this.