anxiety

Destroyer…

Stress is the destroyer. It incapacitates me. Confuses my thoughts and renders me a babbling idiot. Like now.

My mom has surgery today and that is a major stress for me. Trying to keep it together, but unsure about my ability too. So scared. So tired. So alone.

I hate waiting. I hate being broke.

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