I keep watching stuff on snapchat about how they live with their anxiety or other mental illness or something. And it always turns into a "I don't know what I would've done without my mom". Like, I just get so jealous that when I was a child going though the same things, I was neglected and told to get over it, and associate my anxiety with shame. But they had their parents. They had support. I was alone. Why did I have to do it alone. Why do I still have to do it alone.

On a slightly different note, does anyone else get pissed off listening to others talk about their anxiety? Idk, I deal with so much anxiety every day but you just have to get over it? Like, I'm sorry, I'm not going to feel bad for you? Maybe Im just bitter because no one's ever cared about my anxiety? They just tell me to get over it. Maybe I'm part of the problem (obviously I don't mean people posting about it, this is a space for that, I mean little everyday anxiety) (and I don't say this to their face, I support them, but there is a rage that burns in me)

Idk maybe I'm just feeling extra self loathing today