i always have had anxiety. ever since i was little. of course, back then i had no idea what anxiety was. i had no idea what was causing the panic attacks where i cojldn’t breathe, or when i’d feel sick but i couldn’t throw up. but it’s not like i worried about every little thing. around a year ago, march 2020, i noticed my anxiety was getting noticeably worse. around september, i found myself starting to get worried about things i’ve never worried about before. i wasn’t getting worried about most things, but i was getting really worried about most litte things. now, it’s june. i worry about literally everything. i can barely go 5 minutes through the day without worrying about some stupid thing. i hate it so much. it’s limited the things i can do. i can’t hang out with friends, i can’t watch certain things, fuck, i barely trust myself to hold a water glass without being scared to death over the fact that i could spill the tiniest fucking drop. i hate it.