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what anxiety is like

well! the fears start coming and they don’t stop coming and they don’t stop coming and they don’t stop coming and they don’t stop coming and they don’t stop co

Idea for a game show: it’s a cooking competition with no recipes, just a lil old granny judge telling the contestants how to make dishes that have been passed down in her family from generation to generation. All the contestants have to follow along as she talks, and her instructions are super vague. There are no actual measurements, just things like “Add the basil. How much, you ask? Just enough.” or “Put it in the oven until it’s done.” Every week it’s a different judge with recipes from all over the world until the finalists must face the Ultimate Grandma™

Anxiety has no object permanence. You know when you put everything into your bag and then you have to take everything out and count it to make sure it’s still in the bag you just put it in at least 3 times? Because anxiety is like “if you can’t see it are you sure it’s there bro??”. Conclusion: anxiety is an infant