[Whine whine?] I have literally had the worst two or three weeks of my life (time has lost all meaning), but on the bright?? side?? I have consistently done every workout my coach assigned for eight days now --
...Meanwhile everything has been fucking terrible, my anxiety has hit this point of overload where breathing is sort of "optional", and I'm on Xanax all day.
I thought I was having a stroke at one point because I was having phantom smells and tremors, but those are apparently symptoms of advanced anxiety attacks. The more you know, right?
Turns out PS my uncle stole someone's identity and registered a new social security number, and is running a "church" from the backyard of the family home.
And I know I should just call my therapist but IDK what the fuck she's going to tell me that I don't already know, which is that I'm under a lot of stress because two people in my life died, lost my job, my family's insane