The first memory I have on my anxiety is when I was a very young child, my parents would fight and all I could feel was that they were so stupid. The arguments were over nothing and they filled me with this feeling in the pit of my stomach. This was a regular occurrence. I also grew up in a not so nice area, you had to be cruel and sharp with the tongue to thrive. I couldn’t thrive as I felt mean just ribbing on others under the premise of “banter”. Dismantling peoples biggest insecurities and throwing them back in their fair.

It’s made me feel like an alien. An outsider who doesn’t fit into society or how it works. Every aspect of my life is anxiety ridden.

I dropped out of university a while back. I’m 27 and work a full time job that is rewarding but has zero career progression and all I was is a career. I don’t know where to start and it consumes me everyday. I’ve no idea what to do. 

Sorry, just late night ramblings of a scared man child.

Thanks to whoever listened.