There are days, like today, that I struggle for no reason. I feel anxious and frustrated and just a little bit hopeless. Nothing happened. I woke up and went to work and came home. A normal day but I feel so far from normal.
I’m not overly satisfied with my life at present and sometimes it seems like Sir is the only good thing I have. To the point where I worry that talking about him too much on here, or even with my own friends, will jinx it. I really could go on and on about him, he is constantly on my mind.
I trust him. I trust him more than I’ve trusted anyone else but my anxiety does not. It takes my rational thoughts and twists them into all the things that hurt. Every day is a constant struggle to not give in….