Anxiety- Anxiety is trying to read and then my mind spiraling thinking about well what if someone pooped on the floor outside my office, would I be nervous when asking the front desk lady to get the janitor to clean it up?
This was funnily bleak and painfully relatable in all the best ways. You’ve captured the absurdity and tragedy of anxious thinking with such brilliant humour that it made me laugh and wince.
Yup, as someone who regularly loses my shit in the supermarket (it’s too loud, too busy, too many choices, just too everything!) I can confirm all this shit. Anxiety is the pits
This was funnily bleak and painfully relatable in all the best ways. You’ve captured the absurdity and tragedy of anxious thinking with such brilliant humour that it made me laugh and wince.
Always making my day, Jon!
Yup, as someone who regularly loses my shit in the supermarket (it’s too loud, too busy, too many choices, just too everything!) I can confirm all this shit. Anxiety is the pits