It’s like I’ll never be able to work properly and have a job or living all by myself in a city other than my little village. I mean I want to but it is so hard to be out of your comfort zone and being alone. Anxiety is the worst thing because it prevent you to live your life and the one that you would create. Like I really really want to be a tour guide in the landings beaches because I love talking about my passion and I think everyone should know what these people have made. And I’m here, not able to be just a cashier in a fucking toy store. Honestly, how people manage to leave their parents, have an apartment/house, get a job, talk with people, all the simply things of life! Why can’t I do that?? What’s wrong with me?? Honestly I’m exausted of myself.
I’m a fucking coward.