The Bloody Doors Off

It’s January 1st and I’ve done absolutely nothing today.

That’s not true. I shaved.

And had my second anxiety attack of 2015.

Goddammit.

They’ve been getting more frequent lately. Mostly when I contemplate my future, making plans. I can name a dozen reasons in favor of something, but it only takes one negative to light the flare of a bright red panic attack.

I’m in danger of hermiting this winter. (Same as last year, now that I think of it.)

And I’m horrible about this but I’m trying to break this bad habit so. I’m asking my friends to keep on top of me. Invite me out to shit. Coffee would be a plus. Or a movie. Help reignite my spark for 2015. Please.

I need a partner in crime. A squirrel to my moose. Any takers?