Hey lisselle, anxiety here, just letting you know that you look horrible today. Also, Kylie, Gigi, and Sarah’s life would probably be the same without you… as your advisor you have to trust me. You are nothing to anyone… might as well keep quiet. No one likes you, do you have your phone? Why did she look at you? Is there something wrong with your hair? Your face is covered in acne. No one could love you. Does your mother like you? Your dad? Your sisters? No. stop they love you.. Right?
I can’t breathe. Why is this room so small. I need space. The room is spinning. WHY CAN’T YOU JUST PRETEND YOUR OK?! …I don’t know, I try, I really do it’s just… you make it so hard to be happy. Just let me be ok. No. you are nothing. No one likes you. It’s quiet. too quiet. My face is tingling. Water? No I don’t want any. Why are all these people in this room… a hospital? No. My room. I don’t want any water… but im so thirsty. Am I ok? No. I’m not ok. I can pretend
How did it come to this?
Sincerely,
Anxiety
The Middle Seat 