New to Reddit but not at all new to anxiety. I’ve been trying so hard to heal my inner child recently but it’s been really awfully tough.
Here’s what’s on my mind this morning as I cry on my way to work: 


Existence is a scAm

It’s like everyone has a set of rules we have to follow and I’ve lost the rule book and nobody wants to explain the rules to me

Anxiety is not fucking fun or cute or attractive , anxiety is my real fucking existence where every day my own brain paralyses me from doing regular fucking things and then immediately hating myself deeply for it.
It’s a nightmare.

It’s also constantly trying to prove to yourself that you’re not fucking crazy while also dealing with other people who try to gaslight you and blame everything on your anxiety as if they know you better than you do yourself 

It’s friends , family , and doctors invalidating your pain if it’s an inconvenience to them

I feel like I’ve been paralysed my whole life and I’ve just woken up and realised my life is a nightmare that I never wanted to be a part of .