I was having a decent weekend then my anxiety and depression came and ruined everything then I realized that it's never going to go away and I'll never truly be able to live my life. I can't even eat at a restaurant because my anxiety gets triggered from all the people. Never dated anybody because I'm too much of a mess for anyone to like me. Even when I have some progress it doesn't matter because I'll never be good enough. Everyone at work sees me as this Friendly person who gets along with everyone but I'm the complete opposite outside of work. I don't know what to do with my life and even if I have some idea I'll be to anxious to act on it. 

I guess I could take drugs but I can't swallow pills so that idea is gone. So I guess I have to continue to live my life misserably because I was born with this illness through no fault of my own. Funny how that works I'm highly considering trying weed and being one of those people who need to be stoned everyday in order to function like a normal human being