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okay deciding between bringng a sweatshirt or my middle school yearbook fucking sucks. anxiety has taken over, my brain can't organise and make sense out of these type of situations. i just feel overwhelmed and slightly like puking. i dont have a house (parents house)to leave my shit at, im not going to be back here (other than vacation) probably Ever. then to top it all off i can't even think about what i have to in the next few days, months, years of my life for more than 15 seconds or i feel a suicidal and sick to my stomach. Okay this is when i need to "take it one day at a time." But i can't choose what my brain decides to dwell on. I wish there was some living situation that I liked, but theres not. so I just keep on going and carry out the mission...service before self. They ain't joking around about that.