I feel so panicked and so trapped. If I tried to pinpoint the cause that is producing the most anxiety, I’d have to say my life. My life is so trapped. I am trapped to the experiences that only I am capable of having. I’m limited to the things that I can do. I feel like I’ve already lived through my life, I’ve done all the things I can do, just this time it’s for real. And this is all I get. I don’t get to do any of the things I don’t do with my time. And I only get to do the things that I do. Time is so cruel and I’ve wasted so much of it. I also never gave myself a break from wasting time and I’m exhausted. I simply sit, panicked.
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I write here when I delete all my social media and pretend I don’t exist. I’m a teenager who used to live on a beautiful farm by a creek tucked into the sweet aroma of Concord grapes. Now I live in a 15 story apartment complex above a dog park in Philadelphia. View more posts