Today I woke up with a major anxiety level in my body.
I have not been able to shake it off. I appreciate the few weeks I had without, but apparently getting drunk wasn’t a good idea.
Being hung over isn’t great, but when the anxiety decides to join the party – I’m not sure what to do.
Last night I had fun, or at least it felt like it at the time.
But today I am shit scared of having upset or offended someone, that I said or did stupid things. Today is crap, today is utterly crap! I barely made it outside and to the shops.
I started with this being my day – and the only thing I wanted to do, stare out the window. Crying and mistreating my own sanity.