Hello there, I will never tell you my real name. Incase of people I know finding this blog. Why does that matter? You may ask. Well it’s sad really that in this generation we can’t say who we really are whether it’s online or in person because you can never really trust even your “closest” friends anymore can you? It’s fucked up.
Well this is my therapy. We all need therapy don’t we? Everyone needs help in one way or another. Well I’m a teenaged girl in college who always needs help but never asks, pretty much like every teenaged girl in this generation. And I hope anyone reading this can relate to my blogs.
Anxiety runs through me when I get asked a question in class or speaking to stranger or even little things like paying at a till. I have never been diagnosed with anxiety but surely I’m not the only person who knows they have a certain mental health issue but has never been diagnosed? I can feel it in the sweating of my palms when I’m in large crowds or the increase in heart rate when I am just simply walking down the road by myself. It’s scary really.
I have a boyfriend. An amazing boyfriend. He helps me. Understands me so much. I hope you have someone like that too. He’s like my thearpy, he’s what I’ve been waiting for, for so long. You will find your true love one day but you shouldn’t rush. Don’t rush.
These blogs my not make sense. They may be in a weirdly written way but this is what I’m thinking and how I’m thinking. I’m just writing down whatever comes to my head at that moment.
Well that’s the end of the first day.
Love yourself forever, signing out x

