Anxious as Fuck

At about 6 pm a lot of days I get really anxious and I don’t want to be around any other people, I can’t handle it. I get really afraid that everything is going to come apart. It isn’t but it feels like it is, the perception is horrifying enough for me.

I also get really hard on myself that I’m not functioning at the level I wish I was. I’m so fucking uneven, my mornings are fabulous, but at 1:30 I have to take a nap. I know I’m saying the same thing over and over here, but today I had the most massive anxiety attack I’ve had in a long time, and it was horrifying. No one can tell, but I can tell, man, fuck.

I gotta let it pass and do my best tomorrow.