This is a picture representing my anxiety. Here I'll explain it.
Needles + pills = my fears of pain and needles, pills because I'm afraid I'll chock on it if I take one. Soon I'll be getting meds to see if that helps.
Blood + Knifes + Bullets = my fear of someone breaking in and trying to kill my family and me.
Eyes - the feeling of constantly being watch and the fear of failing in front of others.
Money - it's always a constant battle between being poor and having enough to be considered middle class. Though we are usually closer to being poor.
I'm lost - I really am, I don't know what to do with life anymore really. I don't have inspiration anymore. It's hard to stay committed to anything I do.
The broken heart girl - she's a second side to me. Like a voice in my head. Her name is Lily and she's my friend. She isn't the greatest friend but she's the best I had. Unfortunately she hasn't talked to me in a month... I know that's fucked up, I'm sorry but I just needed to get it out.
Mouth - I'm afraid of pain and anything to do with it. So I would not like to be tortured...
Decide - I can't even chose what I want to do with my life. I'm constantly reminded that I'm going down a bad path and I know I am.
Bad words - people will call you whatever they please. It's hurts, yes but you can't stop them. They will always be there taunting you and jugging you.
So um that's what it means. The constant battle inside my head. Sometimes I wish to end it all and then I won't have to deal with it. But unfortunately the only way I'd kill myself is with a gun because it's the fastest way, and I don't have a gun.
Anyways have a nice day ❤️
Later~