…just getting home,
i’ve been working some long ass hours these last 2 days.
ima have to turn into bed in a few because i’m tired af,
but i just wanted to font…
it started getting bad like a few weeks ago.
i’ve been playing it off pretty well.
i’m still dressing fly,
and my skin has never looked better,
but i’ve been dealing with a lot deep down inside.
it’s easy to wear a mask when you’re feeling like shit underneath.
i’ve been “sick” af too…
i never use to have anxiety before.
but i remember when it all started.
it was with this one demon boss that i had back in like 2009.
i’d go to life with regular butterflies in my stomach.
after her crazy ass,
once my anxiety would reach it’s maximum…
thats what my doctor said to me this morning.
i guess left and i are not too far off from bad news.
so the results of my doctor’s visit is as follows…
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I have to come to understand what my biggest problem is.
It took me all these years to finally sum up my issue in one word….