I told everyone the story of my anxiety and I honestly feel terrible. All I could do when I got home was break down. I really needed to talk to somebody but I just couldn’t find a way to start a conversation. Anxiety is not a topic you can just bring up. It’s personal and unusual. If I can hardly ask for a napkin at a restaurant, how can I ask for financial aid? I’m seriously going to crumble in my adult life. If i can’t even answer a question without stuttering, how am I going to go through multiple interviews in my life? If I can hardly submit a job application, how will I live? I just want everyone to forget about me. Literally everyone. Friends, family, love ones. I just want to leave and be alone. What am I going to do? Nothing. Since I’m so afraid of everything. I’m mentally and physically Ill, but no one can know. It’ll be the death of me. I would prefer that actually.