I rarely ever truly face this fact, but I struggle every fucking day with anxiety, I constantly second guess myself, I have little to no confidence, and I don’t know how much longer I can live with this brain. It is now 4:00 am and I am still awake, having some of the worst panic attacks I have ever had the last couple of hours. I’ve been screaming into pillows, pacing my room, some real crazy person type shit. I fucking hate myself and wish I was anybody else. The fact that anxiety completely runs my life and I have no control over it makes me feel very small and powerless. I’ve made this kind of post before, and I don’t know what I want to gain from this, but ranting about does seem to help me a little bit. I really feel like I am insane, and there is no hope for me to get my life together. It takes constant effort to try and hide my anxiety, which I get from social interactions, lack of sleep, and tons of other trivial shit. I need fucking help