I’m in china at an arcade. I see this claw machine but it’s for fish and I see this thing. It looks really cool and to me ( a non expert ) it seems like a shark or something at first glance. I’m in china so that might help
Truth be told, i’m scared. I have countless doubts for what the future holds, but at the same time i’m eager. I have anxiety late at night when i try to sleep. Some people claim silence is peace, but to me, it’s an invitation for overthinking. My brain is flooded with activities and ideas throughout the entire day, except at night. i lie there, staring at my roof like i did the night before, and before, and before. I know the future is stampeding towards me, and i can’t stop it no matter how hard i resist. will I ever be loved? does she like me back? what if i fail, what if i don’t make it? i have no one to confide in, it’s like spikes in my throat. i want help, i crave it. i just want to feel like im alive again, not worrying about the next big thing. i doubt anyone will read this, i find it miserable that i have to make a post rather than talk to someone. I need to end my desperate cycle of anxiety. i don’t think I’ll ever be ready for it. Like what the fuck, I just want to feel normal. Maybe this is why people commit suicide, I will never. I have too much opportunities, I would be selfish if I did. But an endless sleep does sound better than dealing with this bs. I’m relatively young, and I don’t want to waste my precious years being stuck in my head when I could be out there enjoying the world. I don’t know what to do, the Longer I wait the less time I have.
Truth be told, i’m scared. I have countless doubts for what the future holds, but at the same time i’m eager. I have anxiety late at night when i try to sleep. Some people claim silence is peace, but to me, it’s an invitation for overthinking. My brain is flooded with activities and ideas throughout the entire day, except at night. i lie there, staring at my roof like i did the night before, and before, and before. I know the future is stampeding towards me, and i can’t stop it no matter how hard i resist. will I ever be loved? does she like me back? what if i fail, what if i don’t make it? i have no one to confide in, it’s like spikes in my throat. i want help, i crave it. i just want to feel like im alive again, not worrying about the next big thing. i doubt anyone will read this, i find it sad that i have to make a Reddit post rather than talk to someone. I need to end my desperate cycle of anxiety. i don’t think I’ll ever be ready for it. Like what the fuck, I just want to feel normal. Maybe this is why people commit suicide, I will never. I have too much opportunities, I would be selfish if I did. But a endless sleep does sound better than dealing with this bs