I hate this day always have…. If i got a happy valentine day greeting once was too much , it’s not like I really care but whatever . At least the store clerk smiled to me.
im not even a 2nd choice anymore, im like a 193847271th choice
having anxiety and depression is like being scared and tired at the same time. it’s the fear of failure but no urge to be productive, and it’s wanting friends while hating socializing. it’s like running a marathon with the willpower of a corpse because you want to get to the end but you also want to sleep and evaporate into the soil and become compost for snails and flowers because then at least you’re useful