2021-05-02 20:17:31
Living with anxiety is like being followed by a voice. It knows all your insecurities and uses them against you. It gets to the point when it’s the loudest voice in the room. The only one you can hear.
2021-05-01 21:54:34
Maybe no one really exists and it is only raining outside. Maybe you and I and the fish exist only in the memory of a person who is gone.