this is the moment that you know
Lately, I haven't felt comfortable anywhere that I go, except for my own bed, and even there it's not entirely real comfort. I don't know why this is, but I don't like it. I feel bad about it, worse when I'm around people and obviously feeling uncomfortable. Its so cliche, but really, its not them, its me. I think. I mean, when I feel bad about my nervousness or fidgety-ness its usually around people I love and I don't see how they could be the cause.
There's a lot of weird stuff going on internally I guess. And external stimulations add to my anxiety lately. I'm feeling overwhelmed with change and negativity is resonating from somewhere within me. I can't stop criticizing my every thought and action.
