I had an anxiety attack about a week ago. It had been building for awhile. A long while.
Due to frustration at having failed to achieve anything by this age. I'm stuck. At where I am due to life and my condition. The attack happened because of the seething frustration I have built up with myself and the world getting in the way repeatedly. Leaving me stuck with no chance to move forward with life. No job. No money. No future.
I just feel tired and fed up with everything.
Yet, I'm still here.
Tired. But, here.
Tired. But, alive.
I decided to work on some life restructuring.
World's making that difficult too.
Whatever.
Will work on bucket list.
Due to frustration at having failed to achieve anything by this age. I'm stuck. At where I am due to life and my condition. The attack happened because of the seething frustration I have built up with myself and the world getting in the way repeatedly. Leaving me stuck with no chance to move forward with life. No job. No money. No future.
I just feel tired and fed up with everything.
Yet, I'm still here.
Tired. But, here.
Tired. But, alive.
I decided to work on some life restructuring.
World's making that difficult too.
Whatever.
Will work on bucket list.