The anxiety is almost as bad as depression. Maybe worse. God, I’m cycling between crippling depression and crippling anxiety. I can never relax. I can never enjoy life. I hate my life. I hate my mind. I hate that I am not (or cannot) make my life better.
WHY do I have to be born? Fucking A. If I was never born, I wouldn’t have to deal with this shit my WHOLE fucking life.