June 2, 2026 · Tuesday
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Park Slope, Brooklyn
Today my brain decided to replay every awkward thing I’ve ever said in the last month. ADHD + OCD + social anxiety makes a dangerous mix for rumination.
I feel like I’m too intense, too needy, too much for most people. The fear of being replaced keeps whispering that it’s only a matter of time.
I took a few deep breaths and reminded myself: my worth isn’t decided by how perfectly I perform relationships. I’m allowed to be human.