The speed at which I’m growing up is overwhelming. Wasn’t my 16th birthday like two days ago? How can we have already been living in this new house for almost a year? It’s incredible that I didn’t notice all of these things changing around me, but now the pressure to keep moving forward and get things done is pushing me down.
This feeling of IMPENDING DOOM is usually triggered when I’m not doing anything. If given even a second without something to busy myself I start to freak out. The realization that so much time has gone by and I haven’t changed or accomplished the goals I set for myself terrifies me. Why can’t I just start pursuing them? Why can’t I get past the fear of putting myself out there?
I’m looking at what I’ve just written and already starting to feel anxious. This is a good time to remind myself to calm down. I have time. ♦