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I do this thing sometimes. Where all of a sudden, out of the blue I just think “You know what, I’m going to die one day”. I then start to have a mini panic attack.
"Mentally plays the Bond theme music"
Zuhair Murad S/S 2013
<3 every single one but the first one.
I don’t understand why I become the overlooked. Lord knows everybody’s anxiety is far more pertinent than my own. People must just assume I don’t struggle at all. I don’t complain. That would make me them. An excuse maker. Someone who whines about something but does not do anything about it. They wouldn’t know how hard is it for me to breath sometimes. Or how I keep swallowing because I’m salivating and thinking too much about it so I hurt my throat by swallowing too much. It’s weird, but I do it. I can’t relax. I also find whenever I decide to bring it up to my GP I get given a pamphlet discussing how to cope with anxiety and told go go upon my merry way.
After 7 years. That is what I’m given. The new revolutionary, never before seen breathing techniques and a list of possible symptoms. All neatly compiled in….a….Fucking….Pamphlet.
George Romney. Lady Altamont, née Lady Louisa Catherine Howe, 1788.
Behind those toys are a whole new world of “fun”.
Okay America. Did I nail Halloween?
Yeah, this is me in pretty much any Multiplayer game I play with others.