I can’t seem to see the brighter side of things. I’ve become more sensitive, more antisocial, more awkward, more anxiety-ridden and depressed… one little thing can make me spiral downward. Yesterday my significant other commented on why I’m so shy and I just felt embarrassed and started over analyzing on how everyone might think that way about me. I just laid in bed wanting to cry, thinking about why I’m the way I am. 

I started therapy this year but somehow I find more comfort in the idea of ending it all if things become overbearing. Just wanted to share what’s been on my mind.