When will it end?
10 years ago
General
Joys of the Fandom
It seems as if each day, isn't any different.
I go to the VA to volunteer, mop up a floor, clean a room or a table and that's fun but than I go back to school, the hours tick slowly as I'm so anxious about the next furry event, about meeting other furries, questions spin like "will they like me? What do I say? Will what I'm wearing be good enough?" And each day is painful because it is the same way. Get up. Work. Leave. Work. Pay attention. Free time. Work. My muscles react like a robot,
And It sucks. I guess depression comes from just feeling too much anxiety,
All I've ever really wanted was two things,
Knowing what love is, and finding friends I can trust.
I go to the VA to volunteer, mop up a floor, clean a room or a table and that's fun but than I go back to school, the hours tick slowly as I'm so anxious about the next furry event, about meeting other furries, questions spin like "will they like me? What do I say? Will what I'm wearing be good enough?" And each day is painful because it is the same way. Get up. Work. Leave. Work. Pay attention. Free time. Work. My muscles react like a robot,
And It sucks. I guess depression comes from just feeling too much anxiety,
All I've ever really wanted was two things,
Knowing what love is, and finding friends I can trust.
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