YES! get clingy and lovey-dovey, i like that shit
One of the best scenes of Malcolm in the Middle ever.
that fucking kid took one for the team
High-functioning anxiety sounds like…
You’re not good enough. You’re a bad friend. You’re not good at your job. You’re wasting time. You’re a waste of time. Your boyfriend doesn’t love you. You’re so needy. What are you doing with yourself? Why would you say that? What if they hate it? Why can’t you have your shit together? You’re going to get anxious and because you’re going to get anxious, you’re going to mess everything up. You’re a fraud. Just good at faking it. You’re letting everybody down. No one here likes you.
All the while, it appears perfectly calm.
It’s always looking for the next outlet, something to channel the never-ending energy. Writing. Running. List-making. Mindless tasks (whatever keeps you busy). Doing jumping jacks in the kitchen. Dancing in the living room, pretending it’s for fun, when really it’s a choreographed routine of desperation, trying to tire out the thoughts stuck in your head.
Mirror calligraphy.
Please Remember…
- You are never as awkward as you think you are
- You are never as annoying as you think you are
- You are never as boring as you think you are
- Your compliments are never as creepy as you think they are
- You are way more wanted than you give yourself credit for
- Chin up, everything’s going to be okay, okay?



