I really have quit... really... this is just a fluke type of thing

[kat_xoxo_always]

I once thought that my panic attacks during my last year of high school were bad. They don't hold a candle to the ones I've had recently. I feel like I'm going no where, that I'll never be happy, and that I'll fail at life. I just want to curl up under my blanket like a turtle and stay that way until life has it's way with me. I'm tired of this doubt, anxiety, and fear.

Why can't I be confident in what world has to offer me? I've been taking life one day at a time. I thought it was helping, but I'm coming to the realization that this might not have been the best idea.

Help!