*Zayn's POV*
Anxiety is like not being able to swim when drowning. You can never get out of it and you keep going lower and lower until suddenly... you die. I want to perform so bad, but how can I with these evil feelings in me? I need to take care of myself, too. It's like that annoying notification you get when your storage is full on your phone. It. Keeps. Popping. Out. Of. No. Where. I need to get out the house. Yeah, maybe that will take things off my mind. But then again, I'm not happy anywhere I go. Not here at home. Anywhere. I often feel like the people in this world is my enemy. I wish I could move to another planet out there and live with other life forms. But what if they antagonize me, too? Should I just run away and live in the jungle or island and live there alone? I guess if I stay in a jungle I could just order pizza and if on an island I could just have fruit. Ugh. I don't know....
Maybe if I just....
No.
I can't die.
I don't wanna die.
Or... do I?
Well, death seems scary at the same time and thinking about it and how my death will turn out horrifies me shitless. Will I get sick? Will I get shot, stabbed, or strangled? Will I die from a fall? Will I die from an crash? Will I die from drugs and alcohol? Will I drown?.......Or will I be the one to end my life on purpose?
I need to get better. I don't want to ever drive myself crazy to that point. Everything will be okay. I hope.
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