I'm still freaking out, and it's still exhausting.

I've thought about addressing it, but honestly I'm more afraid of addressing it and there turning out to be a problem than I am tired of freaking out so . . I'm letting it ride kinda sorta.

I'm trying to get more exercise everyday, because I've suddenly realised how pathetic a shape I am in, and hopefully one will help with the other.

I'm also kinda sorta thinking about going to school for photography but that just triggers all my self worth crap, and commitmentphobia. Which all sounds like an excuse to me now because like the work paranoia, not really addressing it.

Its becoming more and more apparent to me how littl eI do with my life and it kinda grosses me out.