I have extreme anxiety disorder and I don't want to go to a doctor. Every day I hope that I'll wake up and be able to live life to the fullest, but then I wake up and I feel scared and depressed and guilty about being alive and it ends up being just like every other day. I keep putting things off and thinking tomorrow will be the day that I finally start living. The Catholic school I went to really messed me up. I'm thinking about starting to take drugs or drinking so I can be less inhibited and enjoy life. I got brainwashed by the Catholics and even though I've renounced my Catholicism, too much damage has been done and I feel this overwhelming sense of guilt for being alive.
2006-10-09
19:37:09
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