I find myself in a state of perpetual unhappiness. Every day feels like a struggle, and I can't help but feel like I'm stuck in a rut. I'm alone, miserable, and unable to stand myself. You'd think I'd proactively try and fix my life, but no, I'm just scared of everything.
Why am I complaining today? Well, I got asked to a party, and for some reason, which God only knows, I declined the invite because I didn't wish to deal with people I don't know. It's like I'm trapped in a cycle of self-sabotage, denying myself the chance for happiness and connection because of my own fears.
I know I need to change, to break free from the shackles of my own anxieties, but it's easier said than done. It feels like I'm stuck in a never-ending cycle of negativity and despair, and I don't know how to escape.
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The Diary of an obsessive idiot(diary 4)
Non-Fictionmy diary, read it or don't i really don't care
