Why am I here? Honestly, I don’t know. I’m not sure whether I have any type of anxiety or not, but I need help. I couldn’t ask for help from my family nor my friends because I am not supposed to feel like this. I have no reasons to be upset with my life, yet here I am.
This has to stop. I’m supposed to be helping others, making the world a better place, but I’m still stuck here, couldn’t even help myself out of the misery. I want to change. I need a change.
That’s why I’m here. This will be my first leap of faith.