I had a spiraling moment of suicidal ideation over school, I had this moment where I couldn’t say I was knew what I was doing because I feel as tho I can’t hack it, school gives me so much anxiety and I was scared of going to college because it made me so scared to go back due to all these pressures. And I decided to go back because I finally had a reason to go. But then my anxiety spiked I couldn’t form cohesive thought, and I couldn’t speak, the only thing I could do was type to a friend, which I could barely do. I know that this is good, I know I’m doing this because I actually want to do this, and not because I have to, but I’ve been scared to actually think about the full ramification that sent me down this path.
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