I got a grand total of three hours of sleep last night thanks to what I presume was an anxiety attack.
My chest still feels heavy.
I think I'm gonna finally make an appointment to see a doctor about my anxiety. It's starting to steal sleep from me and is hurting me in school. Especially since next week is Finals week.

Even when I tell myself there's nothing wrong. Really, there isn't... 3am and I'm thinking, "What does it matter? We're all just little specks on this rock floating around a star in the middle of nowhere anyway."

That was sobering, so I changed my outlook to, "No matter what happens, my boyfriend and my family will always love me."

Eff, I'm tired.

I'm off to bed... let's hope I actually sleep all night.
~G'night

~Yosei~