Excessive

I'm just terrified of life right now.

Can't wait until May.

It was recently Valentine's Day, but obviously I didn't write anything because it's just been so crazy busy, but I suppose I have a few minutes now where I can sit down and write about my small, but awesome and cool experience.

It's been a tough day, a tough week. I always feel that way... it's been a tougher few weeks than normal. I've been writing down my moods each day, on scale of 1 to 10, how I felt. Trying not to think too much about it, just write down my first instinct of how I feel. For the last couple weeks it's been pretty low, and it's been really difficult.

Man, things are tough.

I want to get back to writing more.

I needed today, I really needed today, for what it was, so I could survive.

Yesterday was a terrible, terrible day. I've been having a rough week, but yesterday was sort of the culmination of everything building up, leading into non-stop, high anxiety. I took half a xanax in the morning before work so I could try to calm myself down and do some school work, but it didn't help much, I was so full of anxious energy that it was hard to do much of anything.