I’m Trying to Take Care of Myself

But it’s not going so well

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Yesterday, someone asked me if I’m going through a bankruptcy.

I was shocked that she would think that. Sure, I’m a student, so I have limited time to make money, but I’m still working. More money couldn’t hurt, but bills are getting paid.

I’ve been pretty open about the fact that I’m writing to try to make more money … but that’s so I can work less, or have more of a cushion for my emergency fund.

Apparently that’s not the signal I’ve been putting out. I’ve been wearing the same clothes all the time, and looking really sad and worried.

And I thought, oh … that’s just depression and anxiety.

I’m trying to write more about my anxiety, in my efforts to tackle it. I’ve written about it before, but I still find it difficult to talk about myself with brutal honesty. That is, shining a light on all the little broken pieces of myself.

That’s been difficult.

Anxiety Can Make You Feel Inadequate. You’re Not.