Can we just talk about how exhausting dating is when you have an anxiety disorder. It’s like I want to go on a date with you but holy shit going on a date is also the last thing I want to do ever let me make a million excuses and then you’ll think I’m not into you and stop asking or we’ll finally go on a date and then I’ll basically hyperventilate on my drive home about all the stupid embarrassing shit I’ve done and it’ll haunt me for the next several weeks/months/the rest of my life.
We are very good at preparing to live, but not very good at living. We know how to sacrifice ten years for a diploma, and we are willing to work very hard to get a job, a car, a house, and so on. But we have difficulty remembering that we are alive in the present moment, the only moment there is for us to be alive.