I (21F) am supposed to be enjoying my 20’s, I should be hanging out with friends, going on dates, having fun, but what am I doing instead? Crying in my bedroom pretty much every day because anxiety prevents me from doing things.

I’m so afraid. I can never get this time back. What’s the point of being alive if I’m not living? I’m exhausted and I’m angry. How did I let myself end up like this?