Anxiety, why you no stop bothering me?
Last night when I went to sleep, I experienced anxiety once again. I have also been staying awake late and getting up later.
I wish I could stop hating myself for not being able to over- exert myself, such as study and work and go to the gym every single day.
I slept well, and had decent enough dreams. I have been having so many dreams these days that I don't actually feel like writing about each of them.
I got up at noon, took my morning medicine, and spent the afternoon drinking coffee and surfing on the Internet.
I plucked my chin pubes, and put on a face mask. I dabbed lotion on my skin, got dressed, and brushed my teeth.
I didn't cook oatmeal porridge for breakfast, but I ate plenty of fruits and vegetables.
I took a nap simply out of boredom, farted a lot and got up to make coffee.
My mother texted me and told that I can come over.
I grabbed the bag where I keep the plastic waste, and caught a bus to my parents' home town. I would have walked but it was sleeting outside, and it wasn't exactly pleasant.
I took the plastic waste to recycling, and walked to my parents' home.
My dad answered the door. He gave me the weekly allowance.
I drank coffee and orange juice, and my mom warmed some salmon soup for me. I also ate cherry tomatoes and a tangerine.
I called my granny, and played the beta version of the game Free Rice until my donation reached 9000.
When I left, I walked to the station and caught a bus back to my home town.
I went to the shopping mall to buy two small bars of chocolate, and two small bags of jelly beans.
I went back home, ate some candy, washed a load of laundry, and put all the garbage to their rightful places.
I managed to brush my teeth and wash my face.
About at 8:52 in the evening, I was gripped by the evening anxiety.
Tomorrow my care worker will come for the weekly appointment at 2:40, I will wash the dishes and iron the laundry during the visit.
After that I will go to downtown to a museum, and then to Girls' House.
I wish I could stop hating myself for not being able to over- exert myself, such as study and work and go to the gym every single day.
I slept well, and had decent enough dreams. I have been having so many dreams these days that I don't actually feel like writing about each of them.
I got up at noon, took my morning medicine, and spent the afternoon drinking coffee and surfing on the Internet.
I plucked my chin pubes, and put on a face mask. I dabbed lotion on my skin, got dressed, and brushed my teeth.
I didn't cook oatmeal porridge for breakfast, but I ate plenty of fruits and vegetables.
I took a nap simply out of boredom, farted a lot and got up to make coffee.
My mother texted me and told that I can come over.
I grabbed the bag where I keep the plastic waste, and caught a bus to my parents' home town. I would have walked but it was sleeting outside, and it wasn't exactly pleasant.
I took the plastic waste to recycling, and walked to my parents' home.
My dad answered the door. He gave me the weekly allowance.
I drank coffee and orange juice, and my mom warmed some salmon soup for me. I also ate cherry tomatoes and a tangerine.
I called my granny, and played the beta version of the game Free Rice until my donation reached 9000.
When I left, I walked to the station and caught a bus back to my home town.
I went to the shopping mall to buy two small bars of chocolate, and two small bags of jelly beans.
I went back home, ate some candy, washed a load of laundry, and put all the garbage to their rightful places.
I managed to brush my teeth and wash my face.
About at 8:52 in the evening, I was gripped by the evening anxiety.
Tomorrow my care worker will come for the weekly appointment at 2:40, I will wash the dishes and iron the laundry during the visit.
After that I will go to downtown to a museum, and then to Girls' House.