You know what I hate about mental illness? The fact that I want to get things off my chest, but my brain is all over the place and I don’t even know what I want to get off my chest anymore. I feel like I’m going into a fight or flight scenario. I just feel shitty because I have so much to do and have the motivation to get it done, but start panicking and can’t get out of my head to the point that I get too anxious to do anything. It just makes living so hard sometimes. Especially when I feel I don’t have someone to help me through it. I have my family that I live with, but it doesn’t feel like they care enough to make sure I’m okay. To help me through this. I know that I need to learn to get myself out of this, but I feel I can’t.