Things aren’t always as easy as they should be

Sometimes it doesn’t matter how much you have to look forward to, how much you love and care for the people around you, sometimes that’s not enough. I hate anxiety attacks, I hate the fact I can be terrified about just meeting my friend in town and feel like there is nothing to make me come up. Right now I should be happy, excited and loving life but this illness doesn’t work like that unfortunately. I’m only writing a little tonight because despite this afternoon picking up I’m very tired from the low. Hopefully things will get better…