lunadoodling

Zealous and outgoing: two words You might use to describe me, but that’s thanks to the Xanax I have to take every night, just so that I can Wake up in the mornings. I have millions of Voices constantly screaming inside my head. Ugly, snarling, growling voices telling me it’s not worth it. Telling me that something bad will happen; Something that I won’t be able to Reverse or change. It’s something I will never Quite have control over. Everything is okay and then BAM! Panic attack! Hands quivering, sweat pouring Out of every gland, my stomach is in complete Knots. My heart pounds faster and faster against my chest, My m