Sometimes I can’t help but think how might life might be better if almost everything I try to do didn’t make me anxious. The part that snnoys me most is that I’m not always anxious about doing things. It’s like I get bouts of confidence in doing something, where I know if I act now, I’ll be able to get it done. But these bouts of confidence never bappen when i can actually do the thing that needs to be done. It’s like my brain, emotions and being adult can never be on the same page.

Right now I need to make a phone call to get proof of my disability to renew my bus pass. But I cannot make the phone call until tomorrow. And even though I know that I’ll be fine making the phone call I know waiting until tomorrow is just going to cause me more anxiety. I just want to get it done.