My body is in constant fight or flight mode, I hate it. My boyfriend is starting to feel my anxiety himself and he doesn’t deserve it, why should he reassure me all the time? Anxiety is a real bitch. My father has had 4 strokes within 3 weeks and doctors tell us there’s nothing else they can do now. The first stroke happened and thanks to Covid, there were no beds available in the city who maybe could have helped him more. Just frustrated, angry and sad. 

A small stray cat showed up at my back door this afternoon who was super friendly and it set off an anxiety attack for no frickin reason, like why? This little cat just wanted to say hello and get a snack. I’m here with you all who need need to vent!