frisinator

I've been having problems with anxiety all fucking day. I kinda know what brought it on and am avoiding going to Dallas as a result. Shit i hate feeling like this. It has seriously contributed to me not being fun anymore. I've been taking meds for depression for about 3 years but the anxiety seems to be getting worse. Someitmes I think about hurting myself too, especially when my stress and anxiety get real bad. I never do hurt myself, I just think about it and what it would be like to be dead. It's easy to get in that state sometimes cuz i feel alone and my life is going nowhere. I've never told anyone what I just wrote. I feel ashamed about those thoughts of death. My life isn't that bad really just stagnant and lonely. shit i used to be motivated to do things and go out. being a non-dinker and non-smoker doesn't help much. sorry for bringing who ever reads this down.