Pressure

I am pretty sure that I have anxiety. I panic over the simplest things and I feel like I always need to be in control or else I go crazy. It’s something that I have learned to get under control but these days it’s hard to keep it down. There are choices that I was scared of making back in October that I have put off until now and I seriously regret that. The pressure that I feel now is so much worse than it ever has been. There is something about pressure that kind of consumes you in a way. It sits on the bottom of your chest and constantly constricts you. It’s a feeling that I’m sure lots of people feel. I don’t know how to choose things sometimes. That is my biggest problem… I sound childish but I wish that someone could take all of my problems away. Pressure from my parents, pressure from my peers, pressure from the one I love… it’s all there. Maybe someday I can find a way to get rid of this pressure. Someday I can wake up and feel like my life is okay. Hopefully someday soon.

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