I hate my Snapchat memories in a way because they make me feel horrible. A year ago I was happy, working a job I loved, and living in a cute little house in my hometown with plenty of friends. Not a care in the world. I got greedy and sold my house for a nicer one and got a higher paying job. Ever since then I’ve been miserable, having panic attacks and suffering from anxiety. It just makes me mad and it’s not fair. How did I used to be normal and so happy and now I’m living in fear? I’m constantly in fear of dying or something horrible happening to my kids. I tried Zoloft and I felt horrible. I moved states and regret it. Now I just took my first dose of Prozac and I feel just sad. I wish I was who I was a year ago. I was so happy.