So yesterday I got really sad because I thought about what it was like to be that odd one out.
You know where you are in a group of people supposedly friends , but the only reason you got invited up to the bbq or party was because you happened to be around the people at the time .
That constant feel of wanting to fit in, having to text people to hang out so that you feel like you belong, but don’t....so disappearing for a couple week in to the safety of your bedroom seems like the best idea.
I decided to make cookies to “help” with my anxiety:
You know where you are in a group of people supposedly friends , but the only reason you got invited up to the bbq or party was because you happened to be around the people at the time .
That constant feel of wanting to fit in, having to text people to hang out so that you feel like you belong, but don’t....so disappearing for a couple week in to the safety of your bedroom seems like the best idea.
I decided to make cookies to “help” with my anxiety: