ME: *finds sleeve of girls scout cookies*
ME: *accidentally eats entire sleeve*
ME: Whoops
"Don’t let your struggle become your identity."
- Sober Recovery (via onlinecounsellingcollege)
(via fightthewhispers)
Reminder: You deserve to eat.
tumblr has defiled my sense of humor and now I’m on this new tier of humor that no one in real life understands
(via fightthewhispers)
Just a few features of my anxiety
Me: *gets on bus* omg everyone is watching me and judging me and they're going to laugh when the bus starts and im not sitting down, omg dont put your ticket in the wrong way or everyone will judge you and laugh at you.
Me: *goes to pay for shopping* omg what if I dont have enough money? *counts money out 20 times* what if I look stupid, or say the wrong thing? am I standing in the right spot even? What if someone else wants to get past and im in the way, omg.
Me: *says hey to someone online* omg, they arent replying, holy shit why am I so annoying? what if they tell their friends how annoying and lame I am? Why am I like this, holy shit.
Me: *meets someone new* What if they dont like me and dont want me to be around, I shouldnt have met them, im going to be a burden, they're probably critisizing me right now, why am I the way I am?
