Funtime Freddy x Anxiety!Reader [[On HOLD]]

Prologue

I'm sorry ma'am but your daughter has been diagnosed with some major anxiety disorders. It's nothing serious, but it will need to be taken care of through some medication and perhaps some therapy. I suggest something with a high dose, after seeing what her mind is capable of making her think.

I can hear them through the door. What did they mean by medication? Am I sick? Do I have cancer? This...anxiety thing...is it natural? Dangerous? What is it?!

We ask that you keep her under close surveillance, in case she decides on anything suicidal.

Suicide? Is that what this is about? I wouldn't mind finishing myself no, the world is better off without me. But it's not that bad right? Why would they worry that much about me?

I understand, Dr. Simmons. Is there anything we can do to help her? Help her over come this?

What's the use?! Apparently I'm done for! It's major! There's no escaping it!!

I'm not so sure ma'am; when someone comes down with anxiety this...terrible...it's likely she will not find a single way out of it.